With the tumult of boisterous offspring, sometimes the quiet moments of recuperation are found nearer to home. Who needs a holiday?

In my life BC (Before Children), my idea of complete relaxation was luxuriating beside a pool on a tropical island, reading a book, or ordering room service and getting up only to go to the bathroom. Sigh… good times.

Nowadays, the idea of going away is exhausting! Packing for four people while remaining under the baggage limit (or boot space, depending on the mode of transport); travelling with two boys for whom 20 minutes in a car seat is a big ask; then playing ‘helicopter mum’ as both boys are drawn by some magnetic force to the water’s edge, despite their complete inability to swim. I can’t remember the last time I finished a book — Jack literally ‘devours’ my books, leaving teeth marks and saliva in his wake.

No, my idea of relaxation is much closer to home now.

Simple Tasks

It’s almost comical to me that the once mundane task of grocery shopping by myself has now become my last bastion of solitude and serenity.

Grocery shopping with two boys is like releasing a ballistic missile and manoeuvring my trolley to catch the debris as it falls.

Tyson has to have his own ‘little’ trolley, which is a great innovation by Coles to keep little boys feeling ‘helpful’ and therefore out of mischief… for about two aisles.

Jack was once content to sit in the trolley seat, but now wants to roam free and pull random items off shelves.

By the time I get to the checkout, Tyson has usually gone AWOL and Jack is writhing in my arms, while I pull ‘little surprises’ out of the trolley that ‘someone’ has snuck in there. I’m frazzled, to say the least. So when I get home, if hubby says: ‘You forgot the milk,’ you’ll forgive me for not always responding in a warm, loving manner.

who needs a holiday

Nowadays, grocery shopping by myself is more relaxing than a tropical holiday with the whole family. It’s even right up there with a full body massage for relaxation. Wandering slowly down the aisles. Reading labels. Discovering new products. Returning to previous aisles without causing chaos and confusion. Getting through my whole shopping list and not forgetting anything in the rush to get the heck out. It’s just so… relaxing!

Funny how things change.


Originally published at Mum Daily. Photos by Yulianto Poitier & Gustavo Fring from Pexels.

Published On: March 15th, 20220 CommentsTags: , , , , , , ,

About the Author: Annette Spurr

Annette Spurr runs her own business at Blue Box Media and is also the Managing Editor at Mum Daily. As a wife and mother, Annette has discovered the power of gratitude journalling.

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