I took my 2 kids to a family all-inclusive resort. They had a blast, and I did not have to do anything.

14.10.2024 - 15:33 / insider.com

Every year, around May, the flirtation of summer sucks me in. Fantasies of no alarms going off before sunrise, work from pool afternoons, no fights over homework or getting to after-school activities on time, or the overall pressures of keeping kids thriving during the school year.

As a single, working mom of two with zero family in the vicinity and an ex who lives far enough that he is geographically exempt from all the daily, mundane tasks that nobody gets credit for, I am an expert multi-tasker.

I do all the grocery shopping, prepare every meal, do 57 loads of laundry a week (give or take), keep two large hounds and a cat named Kitty alive, shuttle the kids to every practice and playdate, and still manage to make enough money to support a Brat summer lifestyle.

"I need someone to take care of me," I joked to a friend while we were talking about support options. But perhaps I wasn't joking at all. She suggested a vacation, somewhere I could go with my kids but still sort of get a break from them. There was only one option that made sense: An all-inclusive resort.

I booked a suite at the Family Selection at Grand Palladium Kantenah Resort & Spa, a family-centric resort within a resort that opened in winter 2023.

While there are endless all-inclusive resorts in Mexico and the Caribbean, this one particularly piqued my interest as it caters exclusively to families, offering service amenities like personalized butlers, kid-friendly restaurants, and extensive childcare options included in the nightly rate. This is what I needed, for someone else to take care of my kids for the week so I could relax and maybe read the book sitting on my nightstand for six months.

Prior to arrival, I was already impressed when I received an email from the butler, Yari, who was assigned to our family. She asked what types of food and drinks, toiletries, and other items they should stock the room with. She also made reservations for all of our dinners, taking the pressure off me.

Yari was waiting for us when we arrived. "Please let me know if you need anything or if there is anything I can help you with," she said to me, escorting us to our suite, which included two bathrooms, a separate master suite, and a huge balcony with a hot tub overlooking the ocean.

Sure, the room was stunning, but I was more excited because it had been forever since someone asked me what I needed.

The first night, we dined at an American-themed steakhouse, and I didn't have the pressure of figuring out what to eat for dinner since our reservations were made for me.

The magic of an all-inclusive resort is that when your kids don't eat their steak or their $20 chicken nuggets, it doesn't make you want to cry inside.

Our days were spent alternating