Just over a year ago, I was a fitness fanatic. Now I’m a father. Is there room for both? Or is the dad bod inevitable?
According to the internet, it’s National Poetry Day. By no means am I a rapper – as much as I hate to admit it – or a bard, but that didn’t stop me from writing something of a lyrical nature for my daughter well ahead of her birth.
Our first argument during the pregnancy was over when we should take our baby on a family holiday, which resulted in me being blasted by the baby brain.
With September here, a new timetable for children’s centre activities has been released. And there’s one class for dads, SaturPlay, which I’ve given a spin.
We’ve finally taken our newborn daughter to the cinema – here are the key takeaways from the nerve-racking experience.
Jenna knows countless mums and gets to mingle with them during her maternity leave, but my closest mates are yet to reproduce, while the other friends I know with children don’t live anywhere near.
50 days have passed since I became a dad, so I’ve shared 50 short thoughts on the journey so far, which other parents may be able to relate to.