*This is a collaborative post For the last couple of years we’ve kept family holidays to within the UK, and they’ve been really enjoyable for all of us so we’re now thinking about where I next adventure will take us. Part of the fun is in the journey itself; new scenery, stops for lunch in beautiful tearooms or family-friendly pubs, playing I Spy. Driving with young children can be stressful, but it doesn’t necessarily have to be.
20 months ago, we spent a freaking fortune on a fortnight’s holiday abroad with both mini humans, who were just turned 2, and 4 months at the time. The 4* holiday – complete with luminous buffet food, infection-infested toddler pool, and hotter than expected weather – was, overall, a disaster. Martha was awake breastfeeding through the heat 24/7, Toby got an awful ear infection from the pool, and although there were some lovely moments, it was absolutely not worth draining our savings account for. Since then, we’ve stayed closer to home, enjoying several wonderful breaks in the UK. So far, we’ve mostly explored more rural settings at destinations such as Center Parcs and Bluestone, however without any plans for a week-long holiday this year, we’re having a think about the cities we’d like to visit and explore for just a couple of nights at a time.
Pre mini humans, Phil and I travelled the world. Between us we’ve covered vast areas of the globe, from east to west, and a love of travelling is something we’re keen to pass down to Toby and Martha. The children have been on a mixture of European and U.K. holidays; mostly with Phil and me but also with my Mum and me when Martha was a teeny 5 months old. This week, Mum and I piled the car full to the brim and headed to Bluestone, in stunning Pembrokeshire, Wales. I’d been invited to spend Monday to Friday there, and with Phil needed at work, Mum valiantly stepped in!
Take a 3-year-old and a 1-year-old, pack them into the car, drive for a couple of hours, surround them with the characters and themes they know and love from TV, fill them with food, stick them in a room full of fun, take them swimming. Oh, and all on the 3-year-old’s birthday. Best. Weekend. Ever!