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Exercise, what’s that?

Once upon a time there was a woman who on good days could get her arse out of bed and go for a run first thing in the morning at the weekend. She’d also head out during her lunch hour to clock up a few k and partake in the odd PT session and loved nothing more than getting down and dirty in a British Military Fitness class at weekends too.

Now I introduce you to the same woman post son. She struggles to get out of bed in the morning and thinks it’s an effort  just to walk downstairs to get a cup of tea, to walk back up the stairs and collapse back into bed. In her lunch hour she is generally working through because she has to be out of the door at 5.15pm sharp to get the train back before the nursery doors shut. The only getting down and dirty she does, is when her son decides he can’t walk any further and needs a shoulder lift, cue muddy boots/shoes all down her coat.

Her new workout sounds something more like this; she’ s developed skills in martial arts to get her son dressed, rugby tackled him into the puschair and quick marched it down to nursery. She’s then worked her arm muscles with the “5 lift cuddle” (goodbye routine, entailing being lifted up 5 times for 5 cuddles), before legging it out of the door, to try and catch the 7.38 train, which she inevitably misses and catches the 7.50 instead. It’s at this stage the onlooking passengers wonder what has possibly brought her out in a sweat when its only about 2 degree’s outside?! I welcome you to the exercise of a single mum and in fact most working parents out there who are doing the morning routine.

So, how do you find the time/energy/motivation to do any conventional exercise as a parent? I normally find I’m missing at least one of the 3 factors at any given time. If I suddenly find I have the time then you can bet I won’t have the energy because Munchkin will have decided it was time for an all night party. Or he’d have been zonked out for the night and I have the energy but alas then, no time. Occasionally the gods align, generally on my working from home day and I try to get out for a lunchtime run. There comes the next hurdle…running post childbirth is not so straight forward for some of us, oh yes, that beloved pelvic floor muscle or lack of it! Run, clench, run, clench, run, oops!!! Please Dear Lord give us the strength, the pelvic floor strength!

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Ok, what about just doing a workout at home in the evening I hear you say? Hmmmm, I too have thought that same thing. There’s an app for everything and believe me, I have most workout apps on my phone, my problem is finding the motivation and energy to open them and do them….getting home just before 7pm after doing the reverse of aforementioned morning routine, putting Munchkin to bed, then cooking my dinner, it’s gone 8 and I’m completely pooped!

So then, that all familiar phrase pops into my head…I’ll start it tomorrow…..!

Mum-Work-Repeat xx


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Passports at the ready, single parent style!

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I recently wrote a post about who do you go on holiday with as a single parent? Or maybe you are a parent who’s partner is unable to travel with you and you want to get away on holiday, same problem.

Well, one of those options was to go it alone with your little person/people. Is that such a crazy idea? Will you end up pulling your hair out?  Feeling out of place? Wishing you had never bothered? Well, I thought I’d put it to the test! I was craving some winter sun, had previously put a bit of money away and thought, sod this, let’s just do it! Now I realise this isn’t on par with the women back in the day who were fighting for our right to vote but hey, it felt pretty damn liberating!

Ok, so the decision was made but now where the hell were we going to go and what were my considerations in where to choose. My criteria was pretty basic;

  1. Sunshine
  2. Beach
  3. Pool
  4. Kid Friendly
  5. Kids Club
  6. Kids entertainment
  7. And did I mention Sunshine?

After speaking to quite a few friends, colleagues and customers (is it just me or has everyone else lost the ability to make a decision since they have given birth?!) I opted for Lanzarote, then narrowed it down to the Playa Blanca region as it wasn’t supposed to be so commercial, and there found the Flamingo Beach Resort Job done!

Ok, first hurdle, how on earth do you manage all of the luggage, without resembling a packhorse? I soon figured, looking like a packhorse was unavoidable but there was a solution to single handedly carrying quite a lot!

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Hand luggage

MunchkinTrunki  I am a HUGE fan of these, they really do keep them entertained as you queue at the bag drop, which quite frankly is no different to back in the day when you used to check in at the same time. Also handy on that last minute dash to get them to the  departure gate.

Me–  A rucksack, the name of the game here is to free up your hands!

Hold Luggage

Munchkin – Small pull along case that doubles up as a rucksack with straps, note above point re freeing up your hands! I found this great one by Karrimor and not a bad price from Sports Direct either!

Me – Standard suitcase

I figured with these options I could fully load up and manage all four if my little travel buddy wasn’t willing to help out!

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Just the two of us

On arrival at the hotel and checking in, it appeared they had seen two names on the room and assumed couple, hence giving us a double bed. I’ve never been into bed-sharing with Munchkin. I much prefer to sleep without being elbowed in the face or kicked in the stomach during the night. So a swift call to reception and we had our own separate twin beds to help us remain friends for the rest of our holiday!

The hotal was brilliant, definitely geared up for kids/families. At this stage I wondered how I might feel being there on my own and not part of the normal family unit. Do you know what, it didn’t bother me at all. I think that was simply down to the fact, that I am so used to it at home, why would it be different anywhere else, as this is our norm. **Eureka lightbulb moment!
I signed us up for a couple of trips so that we didn’t start to get  stir crazy being at the resort all of the time and then pondered the thought of Kids Club…

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The single parent holiday conundrum

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Everyone loves a holiday, you can’t beat that feeling of escaping the every day norm. Wearing clothes you’d never dream of wearing in your home town – or is that just me?!! Sun on your face and sand between your toes. I’ve always loved my holidays and every chance I’d have to get away, you’d find me on a plane.

Now I realise I took for granted that I always had someone to travel with, be it with the girls, a partner when in a relationship or a fellow single friend when single. I was fortunate enough to have a  good job, that I could also always afford to go and take anyone up on the offers of it being “holiday time”.

Then things changed… I became a single mum and suddenly things weren’t so easy! Not only are funds not so readily available (don’t get me started on the extortionate nursery fee’s) but who do you now go on holiday with? Continue reading