• Your Time or Mine

    Cast your mind back to the day you became a parent, whether it was last week, last month or a year ago. How did you feel? For me, the words emotional, anxious, worried, lacking in confidence, shitting oneself and tired (so very tired) all come to mind. Your world is rocked and life becomes your baby and your family, a little bubble that can’t be popped. Your only focus is getting to grips with your new world of nappies, feeding, sleeping and most importantly for your other half, recovering. As the initial weeks fly by, confidence grows. In our case we built the energy and confidence to walk round the…

  • Useful Items at 8 Months

    We’re 8 months into this whole parenting business yet I still find myself staring at Ivy, gobsmacked by the fact she’s real, and the fact she’s part of her mum and I. What surprises me most is how this life of parenting has become relatively normal (I use that term VERY loosely). It’s a new normal, nothing like we used to know – we now accept the fact that our living room will forever look like a post-apocalyptic Toys ‘r’ Us with Po from the Teletubbies as the key victim (that, and the sole of your foot). It’s also become normal to find nappy bags and spoons in a variety of items…

  • Oh, Sh*t We’re Responsible

    When I was 14 my friends and I used to jump off a bridge down at the local park into a 6 foot bush and record it, we thought we were cool and attempted to make our own version of Jackass. At 16 I got so drunk off Stella that I left the party I was at and fell asleep under a tree in the park next door. The best was at 17 when I threw a house party that got so out of hand it resulted in my neighbour bringing round ‘evidence’ of the night before in the form of cigarettes and beer bottle caps in a plastic bag…

  • Finish The Statement…

    Commuting long distance for work will teach you a lot about yourself. It’ll test your patience, bring out a taste in music that you never thought you had, and you’ll bounce between furious  driver always angry at the world, to a calm autopilot who has no recollection of how they got to work on an almost daily basis. Maybe that was just me. Aside from listening to everything from garage to heavy metal just to keep me awake, I stumbled upon podcasts (I was late to the party by about 5 years). I gave a few things a go like ‘My dad wrote a porno’ (highly recommend), some fitness podcasts…

  • Weaning

    So it’s time to think about weaning! I think about food 24/7. I’m constantly hungry and I’m a grump without it, so it only makes sense that our daughter is the same. I don’t have many babies to draw comparison, but it’s safe to say she has a decent appetite. At about 8 weeks it became apparent that Ivy wasn’t getting on too well with an ingredient in her formula. After a couple of doctors appointments and some blood tests it was likely that she was disagreeing with a specific protein and we were advised to try a prescribed and (of course) expensive formula. To our delight this worked and…

  • I’m In Another Relationship

    I dedicate an unhealthy amount of time to it, I go to it when I’m bored, we spend hours touching, and sometimes my relationship is so bad with it that it distracts me from my loved ones and the things that happen around me. In fact I think a lot of you out there can say the same. That’s right, I’m talking about my mobile phone. Try as I might; social media hiatus, keeping it out of reach, reducing time on it before I go to sleep, I still spend my life on it. Quite pathetic really. It’s bad enough as it is, but when you throw a child in…

  • 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…