It’s my first Christmas as a parent and I can feel all these tiny signals of parenting stereotypes that lead to the (far more uncool) middle-ages crisis stereotypes.
My partner and never have decent conversation (he’s an introvert and lower energy than me generally), neither so my friends as when we see each other they’re distracted with children, as are we. I like my job and colleagues but they’re younger and living a different lifestyle.
Our Christmas Day consisted of drifting along until a chaotic meal, brief highlight of gifts & wine, and then an early end as we need to do baby bedtime.
Our lives are pretty uneventful and then today has been equally so. I find myself thinking geez, is this it for the next decade or so, when we’ll have more freedom but no energy to enjoy it?
I used to be an interesting person but now just feel lonely, bored, frustrated. (As much as I adore our baby!) I can honestly see how one might become an alcoholic at this stage.