A New Year’s decision to give up cake typically lasts a little over a month – if I’m lucky – because in February my birthday is coming and turning it down would be rude. Oh well, if you insist, another slice.
I wanted to drink more often in January, with a three-month-old eating up every spare minute, bottles of gift-wrapped booze piling up and the idea of going to the bar a distant memory. Now, with this theory, there were obvious risks, but I felt it was time to learn how to drink without getting drunk.
I used to have this very British attitude toward alcohol, where I used to drink heavily and regret it horribly in the morning, which was no longer possible with an infant (not to mention the damage I was doing to my aging liver).
So, with dry January – what a waste of the lovely bottle of homemade gin that Aunt Lisa gave us to celebrate the birth of the boy! Instead, I decided that when I’m trapped in the house with my nice yet very uncommunicative boy, a few glasses of wine or a bottle of beer in the evening will lighten up the cold months. Of course, the dedication to drinking more often has its drawbacks.
It seemed like a bad idea to drink every night, as did opening a bottle before 5pm.
It is definitely not something I would recommend to anyone who has an unhealthy alcohol relationship.
But the occasional glass of wine before dinner, as someone who was more prone to binge drinking than moderate drinking, just helped me grow a more rational attitude towards the demon drink. With my drink, I also wanted to be more discerning – I didn’t want to go out, and the extra expense of the baby hadn’t sunk in yet, so I promised to buy something better than Tesco Express’s £ 5 special.
I went into the fancy off-licence run by locals and bought more than a tenner for a bottle. Extravagant, I know — but I might as well afford to pay the equivalent of three pints if I’m going to drink a little and often…. To be frank, this practice has not been difficult to sustain – although the refrigerator is empty more often than it used to be.
When the shutdown began, my resolution worked; it was nice to relax with a drink at home and feel (almost) usual.
Having a young child was definitely an excellent warm-up for a global pandemic – what is this “going out” you speak of? – The transition was seamless, and since our favorite baby-friendly pub closed this miserable summer, cocktail night in the living room will probably continue for a while.