Let’s talk about New Year’s resolutions.
It’s 2026… and apparently, I now have a new Year's resolution.
Let me start by saying this:
I do not believe in New Year’s resolutions. Historically, I break them before the end of New Year’s Day. Sometimes before lunch. Sometimes before breakfast.
But this year, I decided to give it another go.
And I picked something that sounds simple… but is actually very hard for me.
So if you ever see me in public breaking this resolution, please, no words, just give me the bombastic side-eye. That’s all I ask.
Here it is.
I’m quitting Coke.
Yes. That Coke. Coca-Cola.
If you know me properly, you know I love Coca-Cola. I drink it every single day. And not in a cute, occasional way. In a committed relationship kind of way.
Aside from the fact that it’s obviously not great for my health, I’ve realised something else:
I spend an obscene amount of money on Coke.
Let’s do the maths.
I don’t drink 250ml a day.
I drink 1.75 litres.
That’s about £2.50 a day.
£75 a month.
£900 a year.
£900… and I do not own shares in Coca-Cola.
That’s where I draw the line.
And let’s be honest, sometimes it’s not even one bottle. Sometimes it’s more. Which makes this whole thing even more ridiculous.
The last time I tried to quit, I went cold turkey.
No Coke. No coffee. No caffeine.
Never again.
The headaches were mad.
The sweating? Unholy.
My body was in full rebellion.
So this time, I’m being strategic.
I’m swapping Coca-Cola for two cups of coffee a day.
Nothing extreme. Nothing dramatic. We are easing into wellness.
Today is Day 2. The day after New Year’s Day.
Coke was there yesterday In plain sight.
And I didn’t have it.
To be fair, part of the reason it didn’t tempt me was because I’d already had some of that bottle on the 31st, and we all know Coke hits different when it’s not fresh and fully gaseous.
So… small wins.
Now, on a related note, my sister-in-law’s New Year’s resolution is gentle parenting.
A beautiful resolution. Truly.
I give it a week.
Because children will test you. They will look you in the eye and say, “Let’s see how gentle you really are.”
For me, gentle parenting depends on the time of day.
Morning? I’m an angel.
Afternoon? Hanging on by faith.
Evening? That’s when the voice might rise slightly.
Not on the first request.
Not on the second.
But by the fourth time?
I’m raising my voice, and I’m not pretending otherwise.
And then the next day, we wake up and try again.
I take gentle parenting one day at a time.
And when I manage a full day without raising my voice, I praise myself properly because growth deserves applause.
So this year, we’re doing things differently.
We’re not buying things we don’t have shares in.
Especially Coke.
Coca-Cola will no longer be receiving my hard-earned money like that.
I’m done.
I’ll be back with updates because accountability is key.
Now tell me…
What’s your New Year’s resolution?
With Love,
Ayo ♡
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