We’ve just arrived home after eight glorious days at the beach. This beach is the most magical place. Regular readers of this blog will know my deep attachment to it. It’s a special spot on the mornington peninsula where life slows down; a place of rest and reflection.It draws me in the moment I arrive and smell the pine and salty air. I am my most relaxed self when I am there with my extended family. I feel so lucky that I get to return to the place that filled my childhood with so many happy experiences. And now I am creating new memories with my own children. A generation on, it remains my “happy place”.
I think the best part about a holiday is slow mothering. Having Mr NASD to share the load means that I can switch gears and shed some of the frenzy that usually accompanies solo parenting. Being on holiday also means relaxing the rules a bit – later bedtimes, meals thrown together at the last minute, a quick hose down instead of a bath, and generally less stress about routines. As someone who likes to be in control all the time, and a self-confessed routine enthusiast, I love how I relax when I am not moving or mothering to a schedule.
We all enjoyed a break from the commitments that, much as I try to resist, overcrowd our lives. Instead of kinder, ballet and music, the girls enjoyed quality time with nature: building and knocking down sandcastles, collecting sea shells, acorns and pine cones (and insisting on bringing all of it back home) and seeing rabbits, kangaroo, owls and dolphins up close and personal. It doesn’t get much better than that!
I only wish I could feel this relaxed all the time. Being a little more impromptu about fun and not incessantly watching the clock. It was very nice to dabble in a carefree space for a while.
Here is my week in pictures. This is what slow mothering looked like for me:
Lots of fun on the beach and the most magnificent swim in the cool western port sea. Invigorating? Yes!
Miss H took some coaxing to get knee-deep in the “refreshing” water.
The fun and excitement of collecting shells – a must for any beach holiday
4 little cousins all in a row…
A Birthday celebration in the mix
Nothing beats an icy cold beer after a swim in the sea!
No, those are not shark fins! Three beautiful dolphins came out to play on our last day at the beach. They put on our playful performance for us and it was a magical end to the holiday.
Now, back to reality. What’s for dinner?