I’ve just come back from a family wedding where I spent a great deal of the 48 hours belly-laughing. The kind of laughing where your cheeks stream with tears, you grab your tummy, and hope you don’t wet yourself. When someone says something so hilariously funny and the joke tickles you so much you gasp for breath.
I’ve also been having to readjust my mascara before work recently, after downloading the podcast ‘Shagged, Married, Annoyed‘ by Chris and Rosie Ramsey. They have me in fits of laughter in the car each morning; setting me up in a good mood as I stride into my office. I’ve noticed that I have slowly moved away from the more serious and factual podcasts towards lighter, funnier content. (I’ve just downloaded ‘My Dad wrote a Porno’ and can’t wait to let that one have the same effect).
I’ve also been giggling away at night looking at funny memes and sharing them via Instagram Stories. Who can resist a funny animal photo with a sarcastic caption underneath it?
And I have realised that laughter is now back into my life once more.
Laughter formed a big part of my childhood, we always had in-family-jokes, which we still quote and giggle at together to this day. It was also one of the reasons I fell for my Husband (I defy many women who can resist a good looking guy who makes them laugh).
Humour, however, wasn’t high on the agenda during the stressful IVF years and then the subsequent years of working hard to keep two babies alive, happy and well. Excessive sleep deprivation means that ‘having a laugh’ felt pretty hard to come by; I mean, there’s a distinct reason that it’s used as a form of torture. Parenting is often stressful, lonely, all-consuming, overwhelming and exhausting, so it’s no wonder that finding the humour in the every day is a little bit tougher than usual.
But nowadays, (my twins are six) and laughter has made a huge comeback in my life, and our lives. Maybe it’s due to us all sleeping better these days. Perhaps it’s due to needing to unwind after a professional day job. Or it could be that I’ve mellowed out considerably since turning forty. But whatever it is, the crying-laughing emoji on my iPhone has never had so much use.
As the saying goes, laughter is the best medicine, and I have definitely ordered myself a repeat prescription.