Before we had children alcohol featured fairly prominently in our lives, after work cocktails, meals out with copious amounts of wine, cosy nights in sharing a drink or 2.
I was never one to say no to a glass or two of wine (I’m still not). My husband is the same. In fact we are both known for the habit of going for “one drink” only to rock up home at midnight (last tube dilemmas in London). With the next days horrific hangover fixed with scummy maccies breakfast and sleeping the day away.
Then we had children.
And while alcohol features less in our lives it does still feature. And so do hangovers.
One such occurrence was after a brunch extravaganza. Not sure what a Dubai brunch is? 3 hours of unlimited food and alcohol.
Your glass is never empty.
We hit the champagne package. The boys were with wonderful babysitters from Babies and Beyond, a couple of glasses in we loosened up. Another glass and we forgot about the potential of dealing with a hangover the next day. So we carried on.
And then the next day arrived.
Then we proceeded to do everything you shouldn’t do while trying to deal with a hangover when you’re a parent……
How NOT To Deal With A Hangover When You’re A Parent
Go to soft play. You might think that it’s a great idea, that the Toddler will run round, use up all the excess energy he had, while you sit sipping hot coffee while the baby naps in the pram. The reality will be you clambering round soft play, with a sweaty pukey sheen while the baby screams blue murder.
Decide to potty train. Avoid all drinking while training. You know there will be poo on the floor. Up the walls. Down their legs. On the toys. Up the stairs. In general poo everywhere. Just wait until a period of complete sobriety before commencing. Definitely not one to deal with while hungover.
Let your none napping Toddler nap. Not only will you have an epic hour battle to get him to close his eyes you know it won’t coincide with when the baby sleeps so you’ll always have one of them awake. And those 5 minutes of peace will not be worth it when the Toddler is running round like the Tasmanian Devil at 10:30pm…..
Rely on the lie in. Even if it’s your turn you know you’ll end up getting up. Face the horror together. TOGETHER. And if you’re husband still won’t shift from the bed – he owes you big time. Like maybe a spa day big time.
Until next time, when this:
Once again calls your name and you are too weak to say no.
Just remember that McDonalds breakfast helps, kind of……
**This post may have been inspired by my most recent hangover and what I decided to do – learn from me, don’t do this to yourself**
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