There’s something special about a “first” as a family. Whether it’s your first Christmas, your first day out with two little ones, or your first holiday together, they’re the moments that stay with you forever. This month, we ticked off another family first as the four of us – Mummy, Daddy, Freddy and Jack – headed to Menorca for our very first holiday as a family of four.
Choosing somewhere family-friendly is always a must for us, and this year Menorca caught our eye. We booked a package holiday with Jet2 and stayed at Club Aguamarina, hoping it would be the perfect place for two little boys to burn off some energy while we made some special family memories. Water slides, bouncy castles and inflatables, four pools, right by the beach, what more could we want?
For weeks beforehand, Freddy was counting down the days. Every single morning he’d wake up and tell us exactly how many sleeps were left until we were getting on the “Jet2 Holidays” plane so he could play on the beach. Seeing his excitement build made us even more excited to go.
Then, before we knew it, the early morning alarm arrived. Somehow, both boys were awake, happy, and ready for the adventure ahead. Airport mornings with children are never quite as glamorous as they sound, but seeing their excitement made every early start worthwhile. Oh, and I’d be lying if I said the plane journey each way was smooth. Wow, our one year old just wanted to be on the move and was like a little ninja whenever he had to be sat on our knee with his seat belt on.
We’ve travelled before with Freddy when he was younger, but this holiday felt completely different. Back then, we had a baby who was almost two. This time we had a confident four-year-old and an adventurous one-year-old, each with completely different needs. We quickly found ourselves dividing throughout the day, with one of us entertaining Freddy while the other chased after Jack. It definitely felt like a whole new parenting experience.
One of my favourite parts of the holiday was watching Freddy grow in confidence. He fearlessly tackled the big water slides, became the family air hockey and pool champion (with a little help from daddy!), and took his role as big brother so seriously.
He proudly pushed Jack’s pram around the hotel, made sure his little brother had fruit at breakfast, and even tried to help him get dressed. Watching their bond grow is one of the greatest joys of being their mummy, and this holiday gave us so many little moments I’ll always remember.
Of course, it wasn’t all sunshine and smiles. There were tired moments, a few meltdowns, and the occasional wind up between brothers – because that’s real life with young children. But those moments were so heavily outweighed by the laughter, the splashing in the pool, and the excitement on their faces every single day.
Going all-inclusive was definitely the right choice for us. Lunchtimes were usually spent at the pizza corner and burger bar, while the main restaurant kept everyone happy at breakfast and lunch. Jack was more than happy to eat whatever was on mummy and daddy’s plates too – apparently pasta Bolognese and cake taste even better when they’re someone else’s!
It’s funny how much holidays change as you grow up. Eighteen-year-old me measured a good holiday by the number of cocktails I’d had and how much of a tan I’d come home with. Now, as a mum, holidays look completely different. It’s unlimited coffees to keep up with two busy boys, constant refills of water and juice, endless applications of sun cream, chasing little feet around the pool, and collapsing into bed at the end of the day with a full heart and really tired body!
This holiday wasn’t about switching off or relaxing by the pool. It was about making memories, watching our boys experience new adventures, and seeing the world through their eyes. Those are the moments that make every early morning, every suitcase to unpack, and every snack to stop grumpiness worth it.
Our first holiday as a family of four is one we’ll never forget. Me and Danny have hesitated if we can do it all over again but of course we will – regardless of tantrums, we always want our boys’ to have the best memories we can possibly make.
Have you been on your first holiday as a family of four? I’d love to know where you went and any tips you’d share for travelling with two little ones!


