One on one time with mummy 🤦♀️ 😂
A Rare Adventure: London, Theatre, and One-on-One Time
Going to London with my son was an entirely new experience and one we haven’t done it way too long and one I don’t think we’ve done alone since he was a toddler at Madame thusaudes.
As a single parent of four children, one-on-one time is rare. It is the kind of moment that feels almost like a luxury, the kind you think about and hope for but never quite get and then time just fucks off and leave you behind. just the two of us, was something we never really do before his siblings are so close in age so they’ve always tagged along so It felt long overdue, especially considering he is now twenty.
Over the years, the idea of just being free to take off to the theatre for an evening would have seemed impossible. I would have had a husbands making me feel bad or no confidence etc to navigate life.
Life had been full, responsibilities unending, and moments like that often had to wait for a special occasion, or they simply never happened. But now, I am my own independent person. I do not need to wait for a date or anyone else to make these things happen. I have the people I love who I want to cease these moments with , and together we create the moments that matter.
Even though I do love going to the cinema alone for me it’s really a big novelty I guess since I started having kids young doing anything alone is a novelty and now they’re all a little older I can have them noveltys.
For me this trip was not just about seeing a show. Although I was so excited for it!! It was about connection, laughter, and creating memories with my son as stupid as that may sound. It was a rare gift to be able to spend uninterrupted time with him without his siblings arguing or him drop kicking them 🤦♀️ , talking, walking, exploring, and enjoying the energy of the city. The theatre, the lights, the buzz of London streets at night, it all added to a sense of freedom and delight that is hard to put into words.
What made the evening even more special was the realization that life does not have to wait for perfect timing or the perfect companion. Independence is its own kind of joy. It means being able to say yes to experiences you love, being able to share them with those you care about, and sometimes just being able to enjoy them alone. These moments, big or small, become memories that you carry with you forever.
Driving to london with my son, hearing him talk , and knowing that this rare evening was ours alone, I felt a sense of contentment that is hard to come by. I’ve grown up with him he had him since so young you forget what it’s like just to be out of routine together. It reminded me that life’s little luxuries are often hidden in ordinary moments, in the rare pockets of freedom and spontaneity that we allow ourselves. Sometimes, all it takes is saying yes to an adventure, grabbing it with both hands, and enjoying every second of it. To some it maybe just a show but for me it’s really really rare to spend one on one time with any of my kids.
This night in London was more than just a trip to the theatre. It was a celebration of independence, connection, and the joy of experiences we often overlook. Sometimes, the magic is in simply being present, embracing the moment, and discovering the rare delights that come our way.
To think last week when I was waiting on the phone for two hours to get tickets I nearly put it down and thought sod it…. I’m so so glad I didn’t…. Although the hold music was madness. 🤦♀️