I’m nobody really. Just your average first time Dad who enjoys writing and wants to share his thoughts with the world.
Having a child changed me. I used to be cool. (Lie). The whole focus on life shifts from any interests of my own to purely being a responsible adult for the good of the little man. No more football on a Sunday afternoon… teletubbies instead. No more going to the pub for one too many… nappy changing to do. I wouldn’t change it for the world.
I chose to write a blog to put across my feelings and bring a little humour to my role as Daddy. A year later and the blog is still going strong, though not sure the same can be said of me! Robbie is now two and a half years old and is changing every day and getting me more new, exciting and slightly scary challenges as he makes he journey through life.
My latest posts:
There’s no screaming, no laughter and no constant shouting of the word ‘Dad.’ The house is not shaking and there is no trail of destruction and half eaten snacks spread out like a treasure hunt. As Bjork famously said, it’s oh so quiet. The last few weeks have felt like a hurricane hit us. Our…
It still feels a little strange but reality has now set in and I am coming to terms with being the Father of a school kid. When school shuts its gates on Tuesday so that the kids can have a week preparing for Santa’s visit, Robbie will have completed his first term at school.
It’s no secret that I have a terrible memory. Sadly I remember very little from my own childhood and my short term memory is even worse. I have zero sense of direction and will have to do a route approximately five thousand times before it becomes vaguely familiar.