We are very quickly burning through the weeks and nearing the 100 day countdown! Week 25 is now upon us and it’s been an emotional few days already.
Well I’m glad I checked my company’s HR policy today as you have to declare what paternity leave you want to take before getting to the 15 weeks to go stage. That’s this coming Friday in time for the 22nd Feb due date!
I want to go back to what seems like forever ago now to talk about breaking the news to family and friends.
It’s an exciting and nerve-wracking time. Who would you tell? How should you tell them and when? Ours wasn’t all that easy.
One of the most famous theme tunes ever.
Think Western. Think cowboys. Think Clint Eastwood. Still haven’t got it? No, I’m not surprised either but I won’t give the game away for those who still want to guess in the comments.
But that is what I was whistling when Pod full on gave my hand a thump! I felt my first kick!
So, we had a knock on the door yesterday morning and it was the very nice lady from Arbonne to tell us ‘we’ (officially Laura) had won a prize at the BabyTodd show last month and presented us with this goodie bag!
So, nappies… Let’s go there shall we?
There are many different types and brands – where do you even start to choose?
I just wanted to put in a quick entry here about a company called Amazonas and their level of customer service.
Now, Amazonas are a German company that sell a variety of hammock type products and stands, including some for babies, for which we were lucky enough to be given. However not all was well….
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.
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.
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.