I don't quite remember which site it was or why I was there as I tend to avoid most parenting message boards. I have enough drama in my real life thankyouverymuch. Anyway, I came across an interesting debate about whether or not parents are allowed to ever get drunk. While, like most, I don't advocate getting rip-roaring drunk and making an ass of yourself in front of your kids, I was shocked by the number of people that said they either a) haven't touched a drink since their first child was born, b) will never have even one sip of alcohol in front of their kids and/or c)you are a horrible parent if you drink in front of your children. Those were the overwhelming responses. And honestly, I was really surprised.
I grew up surrounded by responsible alcohol consumption. My dad had a drink when he got home from work each night and my mom enjoyed a regular glass of wine. Both my grandfathers drank gin martini's during family parties and as a kid my Gramp B ( husband of bad-ass Grandma) always gave me one of his olives. Every family party had an unguarded cooler of beer and a table full of wine.
Despite the prevalence of alcohol, no one was ever drunk. Sure, sometimes the laughter got a little loud or someone was a bit sillier than normal but I never witnessed anyone falling down drunk. (Except at family weddings. L family weddings are Legen...wait for it....dary) Despite being constantly surrounded by booze, I didn't drink until I was in college. Even my college days, save for a few ridiculous nights, we're pretty tame. Therefore I was shocked how many people were so adamantly anti-drinking when it came to doing it in front of their kids. Very few people admitted they do drink, but like me, they probably lurked, unwilling to start a flame war.
Sure, I don't know back stories. Maybe they don't drink for religious purposes. Maybe they had alcohol parents or family members. I don't think there is anything wrong with not drinking. However, I also don't think I'm a bad mom for enjoying a regular glass of red wine. Max will grow up in a house where alcohol is consumed and consumed responsibly. My husband and I will never have too much that we can't drive, even when at home because we never know when an emergency will occur. He'll be taught that it's okay in moderation and it needs to be respected, even when the time comes that he's a moronic college students like his parents once were.
Now if you'll excuse me, the baby is asleep, the pizza is on it's way, a long week is over and I'm due for a beer.