We're now back in sunny Scotland after our first ever Center Parcs holiday, and I have to say we had a great time!I was fully expecting the trip to be as challenging as our first 'holiday' with my daughter when she was nine months old, but I was in for a pleasant surprise. The entire place is designed, obviously, to be very child friendly with lots of nice wide paths for buggy pushing, family restaurants (not that we went to these) and a great pool. We didn't really go for all the paid activities on offer but just used the pool a lot.
The two that we did pay for were Messy Play (Me: what was your favourite bit? Her: washing my hands... Me: sigh) and the creche. Ahhh 3 hours of child free bliss.
Is it wrong that the best part of my family holiday was the bit without the kids?!
Thursday 27 May 2010
Thursday 6 May 2010
Adventures in Epilation...
We are officially joining the middle class next week by taking our very first holiday to Center Parcs. We've been very excited about our little mini break as a family, at least until with dawning horror, I began to contemplate a swimming costume and my current body condition (3 months post birth is not very pleasant on the eye!).
And so I decided that 3 days before our visit was PLENTY of time to get myself into the kind of shape that can be seen poolside without causing undue distress to passing children (or their fathers). With my trusty credit card in hand (no crash diets for me, I hear they are VERY bad for you...) I set off to M&S, that bastion of the 'helpful' swimming costume. I chose from a selection of two colours in the 'tummy control' area and cheerfully bought myself a 'Plain Betty' costume - they are not really helping with that kind of marketing are they?
I then continued on my mission to Boots to view the various hair removal options. After checking some online reviews that morning, I had decided to bite the bullet and bought myself my first epilator.
Fast forward to last night. When I had settled both the wee ones, I ran myself a nice warm bath, relaxed for a few minutes (as per instructions) and then grabbed my trusted wet and dry gadget. I started slowly, with the lower leg. oO far so good, a bit nippy, perhaps, but nothing I couldn't take. Feeling buoyed up with confidence and ignoring my giggling husband who had popped his head round the corner to check on deforestation progress, I moved onto, well, a more sensitive area. Yes, he had left the room again by this point!
Now, please bear in mind that 3 months ago, almost to the day, I managed to deliver an 8lb 13oz baby with the help of only 2 paracetamol and a warm bath. Even worse, on inspection by the health visitor, it was declared that his head circumference was on the 95th percentile. Oh yes.
Now, back to that bathtub. I only have two words to describe epilating, well, you can imagine where.
Good Lord.
Has anyone ever done that twice??
HKK6TVPQQSQG
And so I decided that 3 days before our visit was PLENTY of time to get myself into the kind of shape that can be seen poolside without causing undue distress to passing children (or their fathers). With my trusty credit card in hand (no crash diets for me, I hear they are VERY bad for you...) I set off to M&S, that bastion of the 'helpful' swimming costume. I chose from a selection of two colours in the 'tummy control' area and cheerfully bought myself a 'Plain Betty' costume - they are not really helping with that kind of marketing are they?
I then continued on my mission to Boots to view the various hair removal options. After checking some online reviews that morning, I had decided to bite the bullet and bought myself my first epilator.
Fast forward to last night. When I had settled both the wee ones, I ran myself a nice warm bath, relaxed for a few minutes (as per instructions) and then grabbed my trusted wet and dry gadget. I started slowly, with the lower leg. oO far so good, a bit nippy, perhaps, but nothing I couldn't take. Feeling buoyed up with confidence and ignoring my giggling husband who had popped his head round the corner to check on deforestation progress, I moved onto, well, a more sensitive area. Yes, he had left the room again by this point!
Now, please bear in mind that 3 months ago, almost to the day, I managed to deliver an 8lb 13oz baby with the help of only 2 paracetamol and a warm bath. Even worse, on inspection by the health visitor, it was declared that his head circumference was on the 95th percentile. Oh yes.
Now, back to that bathtub. I only have two words to describe epilating, well, you can imagine where.
Good Lord.
Has anyone ever done that twice??
HKK6TVPQQSQG
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