That Time We Ran for the Hills

The Mr and I celebrated our nine year anniversary a few months ago.  This year, unlike some previous years where we would venture off to the likes of Italy or Cancun, we decided to stay local.  We booked a weekend getaway to Goodstone Inn, and I cannot tell you how memorable an experience it was.

People ask me all the time, how do you manage three little ones, a full time career (which is not blogging, so add that to my list), your marriage, and yet you look sane.  The key word is looking, folks.  In all honesty, we manage this beautiful chaos by supporting each other.  If it were not for my support system, which includes a lot of people, I would be drowning.  When you hear people say it takes a village to raise a child, it really takes a village.  In my case three villages.  And a key part of that village/support system is the Mr.  I do not claim to have the perfect, blissful marriage by any means.  There are days when I want to smother the man out of love, and days when I want to do the same — smother… but out of frustration.  (The consequences in each scenario would be markedly different, needless to say.)  Every relationship has ups and downs, otherwise it is not a relationship involving two humans, rather robots.

So, how do parents of three 3 and under make time for each other as a couple?  Setting aside one-on-one time with your partner is key.  We literally mark it on our calendars.  And then it’s cemented, and not just a nice, arbitrary idea. When we don’t have a getaway planned, the Mr and I go on biweekly lunch dates, which we also mark on our calendars.  They aren’t fancy lunches.   We keep it simple.  The goal is to spend time together, focus on each other, and spend quality time together.  For our nine year anniversary, however, we did a little more than a not-so-fancy lunch date.  We went on a staycation.

If you are one of those people, like I may have been once upon a time,  that ask why the f%$k should I pay for lodging when I live 45 minutes away.  Listen, do it.  Staycations are the best thing ever.  Find a local bed and breakfast or snazzy resort, whatever floats your boat, and go away for a weekend to unwind.  Single or married, parents or not.  Staycations are a “reset” opportunity.   The best thing about them is that they relieve you of the stress of planning a full vacation.  It also takes the pressure off packing.  Packing is a major ordeal for me anytime I travel, but for this local getaway, it was easy peasy lemon squeezy.

We are lucky enough to have both grandparents living nearby, so we took advantage of that to celebrate our nine year anniversary.  We dropped off the kiddos and ran for the hills.  Literally.  We escaped to the hidden gem that is Goodstone Inn in Middleton, Virginia.  Rolling hills, a farm, local organic fresh food, peace, relaxation and silence.  Silence.  Did I say silence?  (No, this is not an ad.   I wish I was getting paid to write this. I digress.)

On this trip, we planned to do nothing but relax, eat, and sleep.  Relax, eat and sleep some more. Maybe not in that order.  But, you get the gist.  One night during our stay, I took a long soapy bath. Blasted my music.  Sipped on a cup of sparkling water (don’t judge).  And, smiled.  Smiled because I was actually relaxing.  Not a rushed relax, like my biweekly nail appointments where I monitor my phone for that emergency text from the Mr that the baby stuck a penny up his nose or he won’t nap or something.  But true relaxation.  I was also smiling because that night we decided to stay in, binge watch tv, and eat pizza.  We are lame like that and I love it.

I still wanted to look cute doing all this, obvi.  So, I packed a little red dress, a little blue floral dress, jeans, a white tee and flats.  I considered packing my gym clothes, but who was I kidding.  That was not happening, unless I was jogging with a croissant in each hand.  But we did ride our bicycles around the property which made us feel like kids again.  Pure bliss.  At some point, my red dress may have gotten caught in the bicycle chain, may have slightly tore a little, and may have a grease stain.  But, it was still worth it.  This entire experience was well worth it.  It gave us both an opportunity to disconnect from the world.  Enjoy each other’s company.  Spend quality time together.  And, reflect on our nine year journey as man and wife.  Morale of the story, go on staycations.

P.S. I have linked my outfits below.  The red dress is my favorite.  I plan on pairing it with a cozy oversized sweater and combat boots in cooler weather.  Also, these sandals pictured are on super duper sale (there I go again with my toddler speak).  You’ll also find below other fall dresses inspired by my trip.

Comment below on how you manage your beautiful chaos.  Would love to know!

 

5 Comments

  • Reply Alaasmah October 2, 2017 at 12:11 am

    Happy 9 Year Anniversary beautiful! I too, was one of ‘them’ who thought why stay overnight locally. Got married and fully appreciated why the ‘stagnation’ is a godsend for sanity at times! You look beautiful! Love both the dresses. Red dress looks exquisite darling. Kisses xxxxxx

  • Reply Alaasmah October 2, 2017 at 12:11 am

    Stagnation?! Whatever was I thinking Frued?! 😭😭

    • Reply Yelda October 2, 2017 at 2:39 pm

      Exactly, you get married and have kids and those staycations feel like a godsend. Even without marriage or kids, staycations are a great way to reset, disconnect from the world, yet reconnect with the relationships most important in your life. So necessary, IMO. Thank you beautiful! And, thank you for stopping by and taking the time to comment. I really appreciate it! Xo

  • Reply Awesome Waj October 11, 2017 at 9:06 pm

    You were right…my fav piece so far. Love the realness and letting us into your perfectly imperfect life.

    • Reply Yelda October 13, 2017 at 4:05 am

      I had a feeling you’d say that. As I curate the blog, I think there will be many more opportunities for pieces like this one. Thanks for reading and commenting! Xx

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