I was thinking, the way you do at this time of year, about resolutions in general. Not actually making any, you understand. Just thinking.
And what I was thinking about was the kind of daft parenting resolutions I made before I had children. They were fantastic, of course. Very definite. Very decisive. Cos there’s nothing like almost complete ignorance to inform pedantry. I seem to recall they went something like this:
I’m going to have a natural birth.
I’m going to get my figure back almost straight away.
I’m not going to let myself go.
I’ll breastfeed, of course.
I’ll never use a dummy.
I won’t talk about my children the whole time.
The children will never sleep in our bed.
I’ll never smack.
I’ll never bribe my children with sweets.
I’ll always reason with my children.
Having a baby will not change my life.
Hmmm. I managed exactly two of the above. Which is why I’m only thinking about resolutions and not making any. Anything to add to the pile before we set light to them?