Hurrah for Gin
Well yes, as well as being the muddy motto, and the mantra of most of the reprobate parents I consider my besties, Katie Kirby’s Hurrah for Gin is a parenting blog worth its weight in, well gin. I shy away from mummy blogs generally: I’m far from capable Louise with her 52 clean and neat, neat and clean children, but Katie has written a parent handbook that can drink others under the table. It doesn’t point the finger, make you feel useless or even tell you how it should be done.
Actually, it contains absolutely no useful advice whatsoever. Nope, it’s more of a reassuring hug: honest anecdotes we can all relate to no matter how perfect we are – a friend (well one with kids, naturally, not one of those tutting ones that only invites you for coffee during school hours) telling you: YOU ARE NORMAL!
Parents everywhere of course know that CHILDREN ARE A GIFT (yes I am shouting again, how else to remind myself?), an expensive one though and like Katie says, one we all sometimes wish came with a receipt so we could exchange it, for say a shimmery top or a new pair of Louboutins. We love them always, but like them only sometimes right? C’mon!
This book is for you if, like me you silently scream rude words into the fridge, dread playing dollies and drink quite alot of wine. If you forget mufti day, frequently burn the fish-fingers and doubt yourself (when you don’t actually need to), but wouldn’t actually have it any other way.
Katie takes us on a journey from pregnancy and unsolicited bump fondling, to helpful chapters on life admin (shopping with kids, errands with kids, [insert activity here] with kids…) and starting school (mini fist pump for short daytime episodes of child-free-ness and signing permissions slips ‘ yes to all things, bar maiming’). There’s lots of stunning stick illustrations to ram the message home, incase you were in doubt.
Particular good advice is the ten step programme for dealing with kids while hungover – (number 1? play dead) blergh! A chapter that reminisces the days of reality TV binge-fests, big macs for breakfast and sleeping in till noon, and ‘the seven stages of sleep deprivation’ (there’s actually 9, but all are on point) we can all relate to, no matter how lovely are kids might be.
Adult humour and language flag wave – this book is not subtle: it tells it like it is, firmly tongue in cheek, but with lots of words ‘NSFW’, mug of gin in hand. Here’s to the madness of raising nippers!
Hurrah for Gin £8.99, available now in all good bookshops