Motherhood and Hangovers Don't Mix

Saturday night we had some good friends down from the cities for the night. We had a little too much fun together as Ma introduced me to a new pink liquid of yumminess called Nuvo (I think). It's like a sparkling champagne, but you take shots of it instead. Needless to say, yeah, we drank the entire bottle while our men were at the bar picking up dinner. No, no...number one. Number two was when Don suggested we bust open the Polish bottle of vodka we'd been hanging on to for years to share with my dad who had such a deep love for his Polish background and was always fascinated with anything Polish. Thankfully I only took one very small shot of that and had one small cranberry and vodka drink, but obviously that was after I had already consumed enough alcohol to put me out for the night! Oh how visitors know how to help us let loose. Now if only it didn't hurt so bad the next day!

The first culprit...

And the second culprit!

If we only knew...

I absolutely hate hangovers, as I'm sure everybody does, but being a mom and dealing with one is twice the pain. Not only do they clearly not understand why you don't feel so good and are acting quite sluggish, but of course they expect you to be on your toes like usual and do all the wonderful super mommy things you normally do on a daily basis. Talk about guilt! Thankfully I can say I did make it to bed early compared to many of our other nights hanging out with friends, but I'm also sure I drank enough for a few people so no matter how much sleep I got it was not going to make too much of a difference.

It was a very good thing that both boys slept in Sunday morning and sure enough I dragged my butt out of bed to care for them as I always do and always will no matter how crappy I might feel. That's just what a good mom does, and yes, I'm a good, no great, mom! :)

However, I will admit that I really didn't feel like running around and playing with them as much as I usually do. I'm sure I resorted to the tv as entertainment even more then I usually do, if that's even possible! I also took a nice long nap with Liam instead of cleaning up our mess from the night before. How dare I?! I just felt bad knowing what a beautiful day it was outside and we sat lazily inside all day with hopes of curing our hangovers and waiting for bedtime to come so we could get the day over with and feel normal again. No, the boys did not break. Yes, we all survived and everyone was well cared for none the less. I just prefer to not feel that badly when I need to play my mommy role too. They just don't mix. Kind of like during my pre-kid days when I had to go to work hungover sometimes. Same thing. Motherhood is now my job and lord knows trying to perform the best I can at my job with a pounding head and a woozy stomach just don't go hand in hand.

With that said, I will not be partying like I'm 20 again anytime soon. It was fun while it lasted, but just not worth the pain that comes with it!