Last week I went on my first girls’ holiday since having my boys. We descended upon poor, unsuspecting Tenerife like four women released from prison and needing to experience freedom again!
We went out in the evenings and I forgot how relaxing it was to eat a meal without constantly checking the boys haven’t thrown their food everywhere or keeping them entertained. I still, however, managed to ask my friends if they needed to do a wee-wee before we left the house! You can take the mum away from the toddler but I think it’s now an automatically programmed question! Awkward!