adulthood

Big Fish Little Fish Vibes

The Glory Days

It wasn’t too long ago that our Sundays were spent lounging on the sofa, binge watching Netflix under a duvet, surrounded by empty crisp packets, and coke bottles; counting down the hours to when it’s deemed reasonably acceptable to dial in a Pizza, or Indian, or Thai, or……. you get the drift. This is what a hangover looked like in the Cox household, and it was a regular not so pretty sight. When we found out that we were expecting our first baby, we were in our 30’s and living the students dream/ nightmare spending equal time partying followed by suffering most weekends. From the moment we met back in ’02 at a drum and bass rave in Fabric, we never really stopped. Our love of music, dancing and going a bit wild was the foundation of our relationship, whether it was partying at a rave or a festival we were on it.

Meraki Vibes – The tale of surviving Emersons first festival.

A little bit about Meraki…

August this year saw the very first Meraki festival held in St Albans. The team behind this festival went all out to create a 3 day all inclusive bonanza. Camping, family activities and music all rolled into one.  The first thing that caught my eye with this festival was the amount on offer for the ticket price. Daily activities including baby sensory classes, arts and crafts, soft play, and kiddie raves that ran from 7am till 5pm? That seemed like good value.

The headliners? Let’s just say they’re not our usual cup of tea. Seeing as having a baby has completely robed us of rhythm we weren’t planing on doing much dancing. Getting to hear some live music whilst keeping the little dude entertained sounded good. I had to check this out. Meraki has more family friendly facilities than you can shake a stick at. This was a great chance to have a practice run for next years season and cut Emerson’s festival teeth.

So whats a guy gonna do?

I dived in head first and brought a weekend camping ticket for around £140. Instead of telling the wife I thought, I know I’ll keep quiet and surprise her a few days before.  Here’s a quick le

Vounaria Vibes – Baby’s First Holiday To Camvillia Resort, Greece

baby first holiday Camvillia Resort Vounaria Greece

When we booked our holiday back in March we were told that we were crazy. I was 8 months pregnant with my first baby, and in desperate need of a holiday.  We were used to at least a few trips a year so the urge to get on a flight was unreal, even at that late stage where I could barely tackle a step up a kerb let alone a packed plane with my giant self squeezed into an economy seat. I spent hours googling destinations, climate, flight times, baby safety and our evenings were made up of us debating where we should go. I was suffering severe holiday withdrawal it had been nearly a year since we last smelt that runway tarmac so booking a holiday as soon after the baby was born was a given and no one was going to tell us different. See I'm a Scorpio and we know best.