I was the mother of two children under two who did not sleep. I was tired, stressed and felt like I hadn’t sat down in years. Of course I needed a holiday. But when you are so sleep-deprived that even a trip to the Big Tesco is a major operation, the mere thought of a holiday can be terrifying.
“The sea air will help the baby sleep,” they said.
“All the excitement will tire the kids out,”’ people assured me.
Enticed by the promise of a good night’s sleep, I decided to bite the bullet and go for it.
Find out how why we ended up swapping bedtime for beer on our first family ‘holiday’ in my article at The Telegraph!
You can find more of my insights into parenthood over at Metro UK. This week I am talking about the joy of four-year-olds and my feelings about cats and dogs…