New Year’s Eve – The Expectation vs The Reality

New Year’s Eve, probably the most hyped up event in the social calendar. Where everybody is expected to be doing something that’s fun, sophisticated and way cooler than everyone else.

Unless you’re a parent that is….. then you’re not expected to be any of those things, no matter how hard you try to be considered cool (do the kids still say that?) or relevant.

For all the parents of young children out there, I present to you:

New Year’s Eve – The Expectation vs The Reality

Expectation 

A beautifully clean house; after all,  start the New Year as you mean to go on, right? 

Reality 

House looks like a bomb has hit it, the hoover broke when you vacuumed up a child’s toy (abandoned 1 minute after opening on Christmas day), just kick whatever you can under the sofa and pour a glass of wine. You may as well see the year out in the same manner in which you saw it in. 

Expectation 

Toast the New Year with best friends and bottles of prosecco. 

Reality 

The prosecco ran out at 7pm, the cheap wine from the local garage ran out at 10:30pm. Everyone’s too tired and an early start beckons. Your friends have gone home to bed. 

Expectation 

Wish your other half a Happy New Year and share a romantic kiss. 

Reality

As the clock strikes midnight you are 2/3rds of the way through the latest Avengers movie, your other half is asleep and you’re developing a crush on Hawkeye, even after discovering his real name is Clint. 

Expectation

The first half an hour into the New Year will be spent replying to all your friends who want to wish you health and happiness for the year ahead.

Reality

Your friends are all asleep, as you will be once the Avengers is over. At 12:40 you reluctantly turn off the tv, text your Mum (who is out having a spectacular New Year celebration) and go to bed.

Before you know it, the kids are jumping on you, it’s an ungodly hour and dark outside. Is it still New Year’s Eve? Are you in some sort of Groundhog day? Nope, this is just life with young children. You abandon your first New Year’s resolution and shout until they leave you alone. Then guiltily slope downstairs to make them breakfast. Just another 364 days to go and it will be New Year’s Eve again, you immediately resolve to be cooler, with better plans next year…….

Happy New Year’s Eve Everyone!

2018-03-01T12:13:31+00:00

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