Christmas already seems like it was so long ago. Is it too late to mention it now? Or too early?
There are already easter eggs in the shops and I wasn’t quite ready to get back to routine or resist the temptation of eater eggs that line the shelves. We’ve already returned to the rush of the school runs and although the routine is very much needed in our household, so are the lazy pj mornings. slow mornings, moments of calm aren’t things you really find around here, but we try.
Sometimes as parents, we just need a little break. 2 weeks away in the sunshine with cocktails would be lovely, but its just not manageable when you have tiny little people and when it comes to it you can’t actually imagine being away from them for that long… But, a Staycation works wonders for the soul. its a break away from home, without really being away from home. All the comforts of being in your own city, as a tourist. Somewhere cosy and quiet, with no adulting to be done, no paperwork or work alarms. Just quiet.
And its hard to remember that when you have 4 kids around your feet, when you haven’t slept a full night in the last 8 years or are resenting the other because you offered to do the school run and it started to pour with rain just seconds after you left the house. So you can imagine when The Radisson asked us if we wanted a child free night for our sort of anniversary of when we met, that included a full nights sleep in a bed we didn’t have to make? My bag was packed before I’d even replied.
You see, the week before christmas always feels a little special, to me at least. Its the week I met and fell in love with my husband. It was 17 years ago and I’ve fallen in love with him a hundred times more since. From the first time we met, to our first kiss, the first time I seen him in his army uniform, (wooty woo). The first time I seen him hold each of our babies or caught him staring at me from across a crowded room. My belly gets butterflies and I fall in love with him all over again. Sometimes you just need to be alone together to remember who you were before babies. To remember why you like each other and if you can’t have a staycation to celebrate the day you first met, when can you?
Now, I know what you are thinking. The first thing we did when we got to the hotel room? Yep… we got changed, comfy and put the kettle on. All you mothers can imagine… a cup of tea in the quiet. and it was a HOT one. I sat with it cupped in my hands, my knees up close to my chest and just watched the rain trickle down the window. I sat and watched the tourists wander with their faces lifted up to the skies. Admiring the architecture and history of the town, while the locals huffed and sighed, trying to get around them so they could catch the bus home for their tea. And I just sat. In the quiet. It was such a perfect start to the weekend.
The room was beautiful. And I can’t even call it a room, it was an entire suite, filled with the most stunning artwork by a local artist, complimented by views of Edinburgh I don’t think I’ve seen before.
We were treated to afternoon tea in the Epicurean Bar, with mini scones and the most delicious clotted cream. It had an impressive collection of teas and cocktails and we sat much longer than we should have and just savored all the tiny little treats brought to us.
We headed out in the rain for a little wander around the streets, I’ve lived in Edinburgh for over 30 years and I’m still finding new streets to walk down, new shops to discover and lovely little nooks with secret coffee shops I’ve never seen before. The atmosphere of your home town when you are wandering around as a tourist completely changes things. Normally we are rushing for a train or have just hopped into town for new school shoes or to return something. We rarely come to just wander.
I woke with a sunrise. With the warm winter sun shining through the raindrops on the windows, that gently bounced off the most beautiful rooftops all over Edinburgh. The sound of the Sunday morning in a hotel suite was completely different than at home, it was a little too quiet, and there was no foggy headache from lack of sleep or toddler bouncing on the bed for hugs at 6am, covering me in wet and sloppy kisses.
There was a relaxing coffee in bed, with a book as we listened to the pigeons coo on the rooftops. We took a slow walk down to breakfast and hung out there with more tea.
The breakfast selection was nothing short of astounding. With bacon and waffles drenched in maple syrup, full Scottish and a plethora of cheese surrounded by nutella, pastries and every kind of granola. Where do you even start? I’ve also come to realize that I hoover up my food, because if I don’t, I eat it cold, or I have to share the good stuff. And I can’t tell you how good it was to eat all the good stuff and not have to scramble for it.
We packed our bags and said goodbye to the hotel room. It was fleeting but so lovely to spend time with each other as a couple and not mummy & daddy. I cannot tell you how much it was needed.
If you had just 24 hours in Edinburgh, what would you do?
*afternoon tea and an overnight stay with The Radisson Collection Hotel, Royal Mile, Edinburgh was gifted in exchange for a blog post. There were no requirements to share this unless we wanted too. Which we did because it was fabulous! And we want to do it every year*