I am Beaten

I am beaten,

The soles of my feet pulsate with tiredness, scabs are forming on my elbows, smudged mascara is hiding the darkened sacks that reside beneath my eyes.

But I am glowing in my exhaustion. My smile is breaking through the fresh wrinkles round my jaw.

I am on holiday.

Not the beach laying, sun soaking relaxing jaunt of my youth. But the rain soaking, flume riding, activity packed holiday camp of my present.

Its chaotic, its hectic, its a blast. I have played, I have swam and I have drank a fair bit of gin… My children tell me I danced last night to Agadoo I fear they may be telling the truth.

I am a BOTTOM (bugger off to the office mummy) I dream of weeks with my kids without work interrupting. The reality is outstanding fun even with the tantrums and traumas.

For me this half term is heavenly..

32 thoughts on “I am Beaten”

  1. Good for you. I can’t wait until the kids are big enough for coasters. I had an annual pass for Thorpe Park and Alton towers until I got pregnant.

    Shame 1year olds arent allowed on roller coasters or we’d have joined the fun 🙂

  2. We are having a fab half term too. We have spent 3 nights in Devon with friends adn two nights at Bedruthan Steps in Cornwall, which is yummy mummy, boden baby heaven

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