Last Christmas my Uncle Thor gave us a wonderful gift, a getaway to a nearby Bed and Breakfast. The twins were not yet 2 months old at the time and we were still in the bleary eyed haze of newborn twin syndrome, but we gratefully accepted the gift and stowed it away for future use. We knew that as the twins got older and started sleeping more and nursing less that the time would come for us to slip away unnoticed for a weekend retreat.
We waited patiently for the 'right time' and the 'perfect opportunity' to present itself, and oddly enough it never did.
So this weekend we had to take matters into our own hands and carve out some time for just the two of us.
It wasn't the 'right' time and it certainly wasn't perfect, but it was long overdue, well deserved and a wonderful way to welcome winter.