Pissed Up and Passed Out Parenting
This isn’t a blog about hitting rock bottom, I’m not typing this from a gutter whilst slugging from a whisky bottle first thing in the morning. It’s not a tale of misery and childhood trauma that’s lead to a life of addiction. It’s the story a very normal girl with a very ordinary socially acceptable drinking habit. It’s a journey from a binge-drinking youth to a responsible - yet pissed up parent at long boozy play dates. It’s about understanding and changing habits.
Me and booze don’t go well together, its like bunk beds and ceiling fans – the two just don’t work. There are always disastrous results and it’s just taken me a million hangovers to realise that I was always the drunkest person in the room.
The inspiration for change is my children. I got pregnant at 35 and this forced me to be sober for 9 months. I saw a different me and I wanted more. Pregnancy gave me a great excuse not to get pissed for the first time ever. It allowed me a moments respite from being the driver of booze-fuelled party bus destined to crash, it was time for me to take my foot off the pedal, grab the wheel and steer the calamity that was me into a nice safe parking bay.
This is my story unwanted warts and all.
Me - I have live not far from the beach with three uncontrollable brats a scruffy dog and a very patient husband. I am from the UK and now live on The Sunshine Coast in Queensland. I aspire to be a writer and to help other women questioning their drinking habits.