My first experiences as a Dad
I was looking back at my recent posts last night and realised something was missing. Something far too big to be leaving out of posts and the whole reason this little blog exists. Something’s name is Robbie, my very reason for starting a parenting blog.
Continue reading “It’s been too long”
The annoying jingles and pointless decorations start earlier each year. Radio stations seem to be instructed to only play some of the worst music ever created whilst the TV companies give up on making any new material and just play re-runs of old films that were not great the first 500 times. Yes, it must be Christmas.
Continue reading “The diary of Dad, Part 6”
New born babies are strange little things. For all the constant attention they crave and the panic and chaos they create, they do not actually do very much at all.
Continue reading “The diary of Dad, part 5”
We all have a vision of how those monumental occasions in our lives will play out.
Continue reading “The diary of Dad, part 4”
The weather has never been a friend of mine. Each major event in my life has been met with with catastrophic natural conditions as though the God of weather is playing a lifelong practical joke on me.
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The world had changed. I was Dad. As I held the little man that I had a very small part in creating for the first time, I knew that life would never be the same again.
Continue reading “The diary of Dad- Part 2”
So we all remember that magical moment when you find out you are expecting your first child. The romance, the joy, that feeling of fulfilment.
Continue reading “The Diary Of Dad- The First Entry”