It's just after 9pm, and both my boys are tucked up in bed asleep.
And I realised something today, something really big.
This is the very first holiday since having the boys and them being at nursery and/or school that I have felt slightly melancholy about them going back.
Zack is 7 and Max is nearly 5.
And it's taken till now for us to have a holiday that's been settled enough for me to genuinely wish the holidays would go on a bit longer.
Despite the weather, despite not really going anywhere other than Perth (about 30 minutes away) a couple of times, and Max's sleeping being awkward at times, this summer holiday has been just that. A holiday!
Normally I'd be counting down the HOURS till I could send them back by now, not just knowing that it's on tuesday because I had to get all their school things sorted.
To actually want the holidays to last longer is a major step in the right direction for me, and our little family.
Max has slept through for probably about two thirds of the holidays, and the various activities planned for Zack with the Young Carers Project plus their trip to their dad just happened to all be really well spaced out.
I'll be honest, I was absolutely terrified of how this holiday was going to be. After the Easter holidays from hell, I think anyone would have been the same.
I can safely say that having hypnotherapy once a week during the first month has done wonders for me.
I'm back to my usual confident, cheeky and relaxed self, I'm losing weight slowly but surely, and I had a whole two and a half hours every week where I could completely relax.
I know for sure that helped with my sanity!
My friends and I have spent some time together, but we've all done our own things with our respective families too, which has been pretty good too. I adore my friends, I love each and every one of them, but I also like to have my alone-time, which is basically in the evenings.
Mind you, the last couple of weeks have been pretty sociable, and I've loved that too!
The easy way of holidays has finally come to our little home this summer, for the first time.
I'll be kind of sad to see it go.
Back to the early starts, and up'n at'em and out the door by 8.50am will be a bit of a rude shock for all of us at first, but I know that it's the right time.
Zack is starting to get a bit bored, and Max does excel at nursery, plus now that he's in from 9am-1pm, we'll have one to one time every afternoon to play, do some "work time" with PECS, and generally connect before picking up my big boy Zack from school (primary THREE now, how did that happen?!?!)
So, the point of this post?
- how the hell did the holidays fly by so quickly??
- hypnotherapy rocks
- We've FINALLY had a holiday that's gone well all in all, and I'm relaxed enough to wish they weren't nearly over already.
All in all?
Result, people... RESULT!!