I have no legal, academic or medical qualifications in being a Dad; only ten months active experience and nine months preparation before that.
These are my ramblings, based on my thoughts, feelings and experiences. They are not in any way legal or medical advice so please don’t use them as such because if you were to do that you’d be a fucking idiot. Just saying. Cheers.
So there’s me – Dad, a.k.a. Husband.
And there’s Mum, a.k.a. my Wife.
And there’s Baby, a.k.a our Son.
This is a blog about being a Dad.
Oh my god!!!!!! I heard squelching sounds from the bumbo but thought it was him moving round…. No it was poo! All up the back, down his legs, on his feet then his hands then heading to his mouth, I totally lost control and his wriggling meant poo went everywhere! I had to bathe him. To run the bath I left him naked on the bathroom rug. He promptly pissed on it. Fiend!! Xxxxx