As all you parents will know, it's rare to get 'couple time' when kids come along, and the last time Peter and I got a night away together was way back in June. A whole season ago then
I want to start by writing how incredibly grateful I am that this blog means wonderful travel opportunities for my family and I which allows us to see and experience parts of the world we've not visited before, both near and far.
It was my Dad, George's birthday on Friday so I wanted to arrange something a little bit special for the big man this weekend, and Gorgeous Cottages were just the company to call.
I've recently returned from a incredibly relaxing and restorative break at the Martinhal Beach Resort and Hotel in Sagres, Portugal, where I spent 5 lush days with my favourite lady, my Mum, Vasoulla.
When it comes to clothes, my boys are just like me and love their bold, colours and vivid designs.
Aged 5 and 2, my sons already know what they like when it comes to clothes, and St Bert's got my mini fashionistas' approval from first sight.
I honestly don't know where to start when writing about our Beaches Resorts' Ocho Rios family holiday because it's literally blown this little family's minds.
Tomorrow we will be heading off to London before we embark on a family press holiday to Jamaica with Beaches Resorts.
We'll be staying at the luxury Ocho Rios resort and can't wait to discover a country we've never been to before.
The last few weeks have seen my usually pretty healthy way of eating go to pot, with lots more sugar finding its way into my diet from celebratory cakes to afternoon teas and far too much champagne (with my recent 10th wedding anniversary, my brother's engagement and baby cousin's birth)- making me feel sluggish, tired and really not my best, physically and mentally. I've less energy than usual, haven't been sleeping well and my PMT is worse than ever.
Loving Brummy Mummy of 2's linky Wicked Wednesdays, a linky that showcases your out take family pictures so we can all have a laugh (and they are hilarious)...so this week I'm sharing this one-that Marlon Brando-esque unimpressed look by my youngest son Alexander, 2.