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“It’s her first day”

I did my first full drop off and pick up from nursery today, and it was an odd experience.

Dropping her off was a strangely low key affair, one of those situations which clearly meant a lot more to me than it did to the nursery staff. They didn’t do anything wrong, and it was probably down to Wifey doing such a good job getting everything set up properly in advance, but it was literally just a case of turning up, handing her over and then saying goodbye.

The little one was ok, a bit quite and shy. It’s strange seeing her so reclusive when I know what a fun, smiley girl she usually is. It seemed as if she was already resigned to the fact I was going to leave her there and didn’t see the point of putting up a fight or getting upset.

I called once during the day, and was reassured she was doing ok but wasn’t eating much which is apparently quite normal for new starters.

Picking her up was a different story. I peered through a one-way mirror and could see her sitting quietly, but when I went in and she saw me she burst into tears and zoned and shrieked. This was not the greeting I was expecting and it took me quite by surprise. I was quickly reassured that it was actually a good sign, that she was knackered and was pleased to see me really! She did look ruined, and started to come to life on the way home and by the time we got home she was her chatty self.

Things I learnt:

  • First days are a big deal for you, but the nursery are used to it.
  • She probably won’t eat as she’ll be quite disorientated and will need some time to settle in.
  • If she screams her face off when you pick her up, don’t fear, it’s a good thing!
  • Having a child makes you feel old. Starting the road to school, college, uni makes you feel even older. This feeling is going to get worse.

Having time to yourself is still exhausting

Last night I made it to the gym.

I’d cobbled together a gym kit of sorts in the morning and went to the leisure centre on my route home.

I hadn’t been to the gym since wifey was pregnant, and it brought back memories of independent easier times. I found an empty cross trainer, set a gentle gradient and got to it. 40 minutes and 5.5Km later I staggered off. Legs wobbly, body sweaty and my heart beating like a fucked clock.

Through the pain there was a good feeling buried within, one I hadn’t felt for a long time. Proper physical exhaustion. Knackered from actually doing something instead of not sleeping.

I felt I’d achieved something for me for once, something again I hadn’t felt for a long time.

I staggered slowly home to meet wifey and daughter and was soon in the usual routine of helping feed, burp and comfort baby.

I found my usual burping technique of bouncing baby on my knee considerably harder and sat on the sofa feeling drained. The first few gym trips are always the hardest but I was wrecked. Like everything in the baby adventure, I’m sure it will get easier in time…

Parents who blog – update

I’ve just come across a blog by an America dad, called Why is Daddy Crying?

Covering important topics as starting up a conversation about testicles and ill-fitting pajamas, it’s open and honest and worth a read.

P&G: Proud sponsor of Mums

I’ve read a lot of comments online about this advert, created by Wieden+Kennedy for Proctor and Gamble.

Personally this advert really winds me up.

Firstly, it suggests that dads have nothing to do with a child’s support and upbringing. Most children are able to enjoy the support of two parents, and it’s often the sharing of support that gives children the most opportunities. But in this advert, it’s all down to the mums. If the dad is around, he couldn’t care less what his son or daughter is up to.

Secondly, I despise “feel good” adverts like this, which have nothing to do with any product, they’re purely about telling you how wonderful the company is, how much they really care about you and how they understand you when others don’t. Utter rubbish. They are a company who recorded $82.6 billion dollars in sales in 2011. They were recently fined 200 million euros for price-fixing. They only care about increasing sales and beating competitors, and so they should.

If they really cared about mums (and dads) they could spend a little more of their $82.6 billion on their social responsibility programs.

Rant over!

Parents who blog

Since starting this site I’ve had a look at other blogs out there by dads describing their experiences.

Brighton Dad – thebrightondad.wordpress.com
This is an excellent well written blog by a dad who’s been through it all. Started in December 2011, he describes life with one, two and now three children and like me, also juggles a commute into London each day. It’s still regularly updated and doesn’t shy away from any topics!

Diary about a daddy – daaddy.wordpress.com
This blog has been on and off since 2009 but appears to be back in full swing for 2012. It has a lighthearted look at the problems dads are faced with some great stories, including how he unexpectedly delivered his third child himself.

Being a Mummy – www.beingamummy.co.uk
Started way back in October 2007, with over 1,000 posts and rising, this blog gives you the mummy perspective of a family of 5 from St Albans.

Daddacool –  www.daddacool.co.uk
The other half of the Being a Mummy blog, this is Alex who has been blogging since 2009 and had a peice published in the Guardian.

Smile and the world will smile with you, Sparkle and it will smile At you – smilingandsparkling.blogspot.co.uk
A relative newcomer starting in January 2012, this is another Mums view of being a parent with a two year old girl after suffering a difficult pregnancy and labour as well as post natal depression.

Other sites
Please recommend other blogs/sites worth reading in the comments. Thanks!

Tomorrow is May

Today is Monday, the start of a new week. Tomorrow is May, and I know I won’t see the end of May without seeing my new baby. That thought is quite daunting.

Today I’ve been catching up with a colleague at work who’d just had a daughter and has been sharing their thoughts from the first two weeks.

Things I’ve learnt:

  1. Birth plans really should be birth daydreams. You really don’t know / can’t prepare for what’s going to happen on the day.
  2. Getting visitors after the birth is great, but can be overwhelming when you’re knackered and coming to terms with the massive shift in your world.
  3. But mostly, nothing prepares you for how awesome being a Dad is. This part I’m really looking forward to.
  4. Following closely though, the euphoria doesn’t last forever. Give it 4-6 weeks and the sleep deprivation and relentless demands wear down the best of men.
  5. Lastly, be careful what pictures you post online. I have now seen far more of the new mum than I’d usually be comfortable. But it appears as new parents new nudity rules apply.
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