After a hideous iphone-meet-water close shave, we decided to buy an external hard drive to store all of our photos and videos.
Consequently, I have begun the painstaking process of going through every photo we have stored on the family computer and categorising each one individually.
There is a lot of it to sift through and it goes back a very long way, to a time of 35mm film, when mobiles were for actually phoning people and Facebook didn’t even exist.
Photographs got printed and displayed in a home rather than shown to friends and disinterested colleagues on a three inch screen.
When I was a teenager you had one chance to get the shot you wanted.
None of this taking hundreds and picking the one where no one was blinking or stroking their chin – and when you had them developed there was a two week wait to see the final, surprising, outcome.
No cropping, no Instagram filters. If you were a crap photographer as I was, there was no where to hide.
Anyway, they may not be great pictures, but there are a lot of memories contained within them.
Looking back through these photos taken ten (OK, fifteen. Whatever) years ago, when I was a carefree student, devoid of responsibility and a world away from dirty nappies, mortgages and toddler groups, I am amazed at just how much my life has changed.
For the worse, in some ways; the hangovers I now suffer if I overindulge, the lack of ‘me time’ including privacy when peeing, the inability to eat whatever I want and not suffer horrendous heartburn, and of course, being able to sleep in occasionally… but, being dreadfully soppy for a moment, mainly for the better. I have two small people in my life who make me laugh every day and no amount of snakebite and black could be as good as that.
However, there are some things that are uncannily similar.
I bring to you ten reasons why having small children is a bit like being a teenager or student.
See if you agree!
1) Whole establishments have probably seen your boobs.
Of course, according to Daily Mail readers across the country it’s much more socially appropriate to show off your cleavage than to feed a baby.
2) You get to watch daytime TV.
Homes Under the Hammer anyone?
3) It takes you forever to leave the house.
Although when you’re a parent, you’re less likely to spend that time straightening your hair and drinking cheap fizzy wine from Ikea glasses and more likely to spend it changing last minute poo explosions and locating shoes.
4) Given the opportunity, you could sleep all day.
For a week.
5) You can survive all day on biscuits and caffeine alone.
And chocolate. Don’t forget chocolate.
6) You probably drink too much alcohol.
Although being a parent, this is less likely to be £1 shots at 11pm in a sweaty nightclub and more a nice glass of chilled Sauvignon Blanc at 7.01 the instant the kids are in bed.
7) Your house often looks a bit like a bombsite.
You’re less likely to be the culprit and more likely to care about it now, though. Although it’s probably still true that you only really tidy up properly before your parents come to visit.
8) You probably get a lot of unsolicited advice from the older generation.
Particularly in response to bad behaviour in public (although it galls me to realise that, to a teenager, I now am the older generation. What the hell happened? And do they have to be so loud? What’s the headphone slot in a phone even for if you aren’t going to use it?).
9) There is a higher than average chance that you were up at 3am stroking a crying person’s hair.
10)…And woke up with vomit on your bed.
Can you think of any more?
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Another one could be not washing enough or going out in yesterdays make up. 😀
Excellent point, and one I can barely believe I missed. Probably because I always have perfect hygiene and have never gone to bed without cleansing. Maybe.
LOL. Points 9 and 10. Hysterical!
Kids now a days don't understand we couldn't see our photos & camera phones didn't exist. God of feel sooooo old!!! Send the alcohol. #bigpinklink Lifeinthemumslane
Wow. You are absolutely correct, it is definitely the same as being in college ha ha! I especially agree with 1, 4, 5, 6…wait, seriously all of them are hilarious and true. ; ) I'm sort of glad that we are now drinking nice wine instead of £1 shots of vodka EUGH. Hangover death. #bigpinklink
It was actually a lot of fun getting them developed though. And trying to guess what the random pictures on the end of the roll to 'use up the film' even were…
Haha This really made me giggle!! #bigpinklink
Love this, all so true. A never ending washing pile too, although rather than it being because you just had to change your outfit multiple times a day or wash things after one wear, you are battling pooey, sicky small person's clothes! #bigpinklink
You've summed this up a treat!!! This did make me laugh. When my son was 3 months old he chundered all over my phone which rendered it useless. I feel your pain. #bigpinklink
Wow, that sounds like quite a puke. Aren't babies grand!
I always had a full washing basket because I was too lazy to walk to the laundrette. Wouldn't get away with a weekly wash now!
Thank you 🙂 But it's not when you're living it ahahaha
Glad to hear it!
Yea, I could certainly drink more interesting things in those days 😉
Other than the boobs, I definitely agree with the rest. I'd chop off my left arm to sleep all day and we're always late. Always!!
parenting never stops, i spent years getting up at 3am for feeds, then years staying up till 3am waiting for them to come home safely
Fun post – and I can see the similarities, but I'm oh so glad I grew up without selfies and needing to wait two weeks to get our photos developed! And then they usually came out grainy or with a thumbprint on !! Thanks for linking to #pocolo and sorry it's taken me a while to pop over x
Another similarity is that you have good muscle tone. The only minor difference here is that it has moved from your pelvic floor to your upper arms…
Haha my pelvic floor is exemplary I'll have you know Phil…
Oh, that isn't something I'm looking forward to 😉
I stayed at a friend's this weekend. After initially waking at 6 for an hour I thought sod it, and went back to sleep til 10. It was AMAZING.
Oh god me too. Pre-facebook days were bliss!