• The Big Move

    I can’t believe the big day is here. Our rowdy little roommate is onto bigger and better things, and by that I mean we’re moving Ivy out of the bedside cot and into her nursery! It’s crazy to think how she used to be a tiny dot in the bedside cot, lying there in what looked like a super king. Now the lanky streak is rolling around, finding herself in all kinds of positions and it’s clear she needs more space. When we first brought Ivy home, and entered into those first sleepless nights, naturally we started to question why we would ever want to bring a ticking time bomb…

  • What Would I Tell Myself?

    Friends of ours had their baby boy last week! The proud new mum is a close friend of Meg’s and we were receiving updates in the run up to the big day and around the labour. It brought back a lot of memories, some fond, some very stressful! It got me thinking how we’re only six months in to being parents, yet the amount we’ve learnt feels like we’ve been doing it a life time. We reached out to them to let them know we’re around if they ever need to catch up on much needed sleep, or need any advice. It got me thinking ‘what would I tell myself’, what…

  • Baby’s First Christmas

    Do you know Christmas is coming? Course you do, unless of course you’ve been living under a rock. Let’s face it, we’ve ll been force-fed the adverts since the back end of the summer. ‘SCROOGE!’ I hear you shout! Not me, I bloody love Christmas. The opportunity to drink and eat to your hearts content without any REAL judgement. What’s not to love? A lot like many aspects of life now that I’m a dad, I get to relive the magic of everything around me through my daughters eyes. For example, Ivy has learnt to look up in the last few days, and now has a healthy obsession with the…

  • It’s Been A While

    I’ve been a bit shit on here recently. How I wish I could say it’s because I’ve had stacks of time and I just couldn’t be bothered. But between applying for new jobs, maintaining jobs and getting new jobs, I’ve had to swap blog writing for CV re-touching and presentation creating, as well as just, well, living. No complaints here though. In this time though I’ve made sure to not keep my head buried in work matters to miss what’s been going on around me, and right now that’s a lot. Everything is still very much baby filled though, for instance, this very moment I’ve just looked up from my laptop…

  • Flying With A Baby

    I’m not the best of flyers, not to the extent of kicking and screaming during take off, but I might leave hand marks in the arm rest. I’m OK once we’re up there, but like comedian Lee Evans says, why would you want to be slingshotted towards your holiday destination?! Anyway, with that in mind, the thought of flying with a baby, our 3 and a half month old daughter to be exact, was one that gave me a mild level of anxiety and played on my mind in the run up to our holiday to Italy (about a 3 hour flight). What if she screams the whole way? what…

  • Swimming Lessons

    When the topic of swimming lessons was raised in our house, I was confused from the outset, Ivy can’t crawl, she can barely roll, so why do we need to put her in the pool. The same questions were raised when I mentioned to the boys at work that we’d signed her up for classes… “WHAT?! She’s going to swim, isn’t she like 3 months old” so the confusion didn’t just live with me. Amongst a number of benefits of working from home, having a swimming lesson during my lunch hour was one of them. So on a Tuesday afternoon, I shut my laptop and  the three of us took to…

  • 3 Months In. Lessons Learnt & Advice

    It’s strange to think just over 3 months ago I was impatiently lying in bed, resting my head on Meg’s pregnant overdue belly and having a one to one with Ivy urging her to come out. We were parents-to-be with a small amount of confidence that we knew what we were getting ourselves into. Some things we were right about, some things we were wrong and most of all some things have been unexpected, because that’s what being a parent is really about. I look at Ivy now and I cannot believe how quickly time has flown by, how big she’s getting and all the little signs she’s starting to…

  • On A Pub Crawl… With A Baby!

    This weekend was a good one with; sun, friends, family and of course the fact it was a  bank holiday. We were invited to a pub crawl to celebrate our twin friends birthday and of course accepted. When it’s 27 degrees and you have an 11 week old, the  prospect of pushing a pram equipped with enough gear to trek the Himalayas might not seem like an appealing afternoon out, but when there’s beer involved it’s difficult to say no. For anyone that’s read any of my earlier blogs, you’ll know Meg and I have tried to keep our lives as normal and as sociable as possible, Ivy does what…

  • Three Men & A Baby

    If you’d told me two months ago that I was going to be left alone with Ivy for 24 hours, I’d have run for the hills. Nothing against Ivy, she’s the best, but the thought of being the sole responsibility of a 2 month old baby would have been a petrifying thought! This weekend Meg went away with some friends to Manchester. We had a week of umming and ahhing from Meg… Does she go? doesn’t she go? Can she be away from the baby? We both went to a wedding last weekend and after a drink it was evident we could actually enjoy a night away, so she had…

  • FFOMO (Father’s Fear Of Missing Out)

    Paternity leave feels like a lifetime ago, yet peeling myself away from Meg and Ivy every morning is no different to the very first time. It’s still bloody impossible. I feel for the men out there that get no paternity leave at all, I also envy those out there that manage to bag themselves more than 2 weeks. Make the most of it fellas! The reason it’s so difficult is a lot is starting to happen in a day, not even a full day, a WORKING day. She’s growing, smiling, trying to laugh, making eye contact, chatting, wriggling… you name it, she’s doing it. What’s worse is there’s nothing I…