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Lisa was my virtual drinking buddy until we both decided to stop.
I met my friend Lisa through blogging several years ago, but I can’t pinpoint when or why we started chatting daily on Facebook messenger.
Eventually, we started talking about drinking.
We shared a love of wine, yet a hatred of how it wrecked our sleep and made us feel like crap the next day.
But we continued to drink it, because wine is fun/a stress relief/relaxing/well-deserved/dessert/our right to enjoy as moms!
We always had an excuse as to why we needed a drink that evening.
Just as often, though, we found ourselves talking about NOT drinking.
All the reasons we should stop.
How we wished we could just have one glass and not want a second. (Or third.)
Being mad that we were tired because drinking made us both have fitful, low-quality sleep.
At least a dozen times over the past two years, one of us would start the conversation with, “That’s it. I’m DONE.”
And we would make plans to cut back our drinking or stop completely for a few weeks.
We would check in with each other during our stressful hours (late afternoon and early evening) to see how it was going without wine.
Whenever one of us decided to cave and have a drink, there was never any judgment…because we both “got it.”
“Oh well,” we would tell each other. “Tomorrow’s a new day. Day 1.”
It is helpful to have a friend going through the same struggles at the same time, although Lisa has the added baggage of seeing her mom die from alcoholism. (Read more of her story here.)
A few days ago Lisa decided to join in on my alcohol detox and share her journey, too.
I love how she brings up the popularity of “mom wine culture.”
From Lisa’s post:
For suburban moms, it’s a part of the mom culture. You know it is–we joke about it. There are tons of social media memes about it. Funny t-shirts, funny wall plaques for your kitchen, kitschy wine glasses and coffee mugs with funny wine sayings on them, right?
I own a lot of these “wine culture” products.
Heck, I even ordered a foaming hand soap from Bath & Body Works yesterday that is called “Black Cherry Merlot.”
A HAND SOAP!
The mom/wine connection is certainly pervasive and I am trying to figure out how and why that has happened in recent years.
I’ll get back to you when I have a theory…