Since becoming parents we’ve certainly realised it’s not always rosy, as mentioned in a previous post. Suddenly this little miracle is the pivotal part of your day. From waking moments to going to bed, almost every thought is about this mini human. This can leave little or no time for the one (in our case) you loved enough to create this amazing life, with.
When the opportunity to attend the Mad Blog Awards was provided to us, our first thoughts were how much we would miss our little man. As the weeks passed we actually started to think that this weekend could be the perfect opportunity to connect again.
The day of the Mad Blog Awards arrived, we packed our bags, hugged Monkey very tightly and jumped in the car. On the way to London we talked, we actually talked, we didn’t sing “Incy Wincy Spider”, perform seat acrobatics to entertain our absent back seat passenger nor did we spend two hours moaning at each other about the traffic. We had a grown up (well as grown up as I can manage) conversation.
On arriving in London, the lovely people at the Premier Inn, allowed us to drop our luggage off so that we could go for a bite to eat. We grabbed some ciders so that we could start our party early and then headed back to the hotel for an early check in. In prep for the weekend I had loaded the iPad with a movie (Dirty Dancing in case you were curious). We both had nice relaxing showers and pushed play on the movie. We had a short break from the movie to go and meet Hayley from Shutterflies for a real cider in a real life pub, which was lovely and left us both feeling a little tipsy.
Back in the hotel room we were able to have more uninterrupted conversation and get ready for the awards without having to stop to change a nappy or wipe a nose. We both missed M incredibly, but having that little bit of time together for ourselves was certainly having a good effect on us. We noticed we were laughing more, making contact more and smiling much more freely at each other *though this could have been the cider*.
By the time we left for the awards ceremony, it truly felt like we were really close again. Now I’m not saying we haven’t been there for each other. But raising a child really changes the dynamics of a relationship. It’s tough, there is no sugar coating it. But sometimes all it takes is what I call the three C’s, communication, contact and compromise. But that’s another blog post.
The evening was so much fun, we were really allowed to let our hair down. We laughed, drank, danced and talked with as many people as possible. We may not have won an award that night. But we felt like winners. Our award was our relationship and our son, which we are so lucky to have (but I’ve still got my eye on one of those gorgeous awards for next year).
The next day was no less of an adventure. On driving less than 200 yards from the hotel, we discovered we had a flat tyre. About 2 hours later we were on our way after being rescued by a lovely guy from Kavanagh Garages in London. In previous months if we had a flat tyre and had to sit on the side of the road for 2 hours, we would have started snapping at each other through tiredness. But this time we laughed, took pictures and talked about the future.
On the way home we took a slight detour and took the opportunity to enjoy our last bit of Monkey free time for a while. We enjoyed a gorgeous meal in Prezzo with almost the whole restaurant to ourselves. As the meal came to an end, Monkey was in our thoughts, we nipped across the road and bought him a new train to play with.
We really enjoyed our time together, reconnecting as two women who fell in love and not just two parents to Monkey, is very important to us. But nothing beats that feeling when we are all together as a family.