On Sunday, we went to The Baby Show at Olympia, London. I’ve made previous comments expecting it to be carnage. I wasn’t wrong.
Thousands of adults, some more pregnant than others, hundreds of kids and buggies and more than a few handfuls really young ones. It was busy.
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So, I am starting to worry whether I am underestimating being a Dad, certainly in the early stages.
I’m not talking about the practical side like changing nappies or the sleep deprivation, but the deep down feelings and instincts that drive being a Dad, and hopefully a good one.
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We made it to the aubergine (or eggplant if you’re a NorthAmerican or Australian reader)!
It’s all going rather fast and I am very much not in control. Laura seems to be, which is great as she’s the one it’s all happening to, but I am just a passenger on this crazy ride.
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