When I was pregnant with my first daughter, I distinctly remember so many people telling me that ‘your life will never be the same — kids change everything’. And as an outgoing, carefree person, this scared the absolute heck out of me.
Especially when it came to travel. My hubby and I were used to regularly taking off up the coast for days at a time or jumping on a plane to visit places unknown to us. I couldn’t imagine being able to fit this tiny being into the sometimes-spontaneous lifestyle we loved so much.
But we tried, and we persisted.
The first plane ride was a mess of tears, snot and half-eaten rice rusks strewn across the aisles (and that's not even including my daughter's reaction to the new experience).
Car rides saw us stopping every 30 minutes to pick up a dropped toy or change a cranky nappy on the side of the road.
And the luggage. My word, THE LUGGAGE. There is so much to try and stuff into the car boot or within an airlines’ bag limit when you have kids.
After many somewhat failed attempts, I thought our travelling days were over until one night in bed seven years ago my husband whispered to me, "baby, let’s take a cruise."
He had done all the research on Carnival Cruises’ website and could easily rattle off all the reasons why the decision to utter a 'yes' was a no-brainer.
There are tonnes of daily activities entirely all-inclusive. With every mention of the different on-board experiences, my excitement levels continued to rise — waterslides, live music and comedy shows, dive-in movies and Lip Sync Battles as well as 24/7 pizza and ice-cream, a free kids club, fun themed dinners, a huge variety of food and cocktails plus an Adults Only Serenity Retreat.