One mans brave attempt to answer all the questions a first time father could ever have through his own experiences and insights gained as he forges a path through his new daughters life with nothing but his wit and cunning to help him.
Saturday, 8 January 2011
Sleep deprivation makes you feel decisive
‘Dear Novice Dad’, people say to me, ‘You’ve learnt so much already, can you help me?’ Well actually no one says that, but it’s true; I’ve learnt loads and releasing that millions, or maybe hundreds, of other men are bound to be in a similar situation I have finally decided to start my blog. I’ve being thinking of blogging for years, but never had anything sensible, or interesting, or possibly even intelligible to say, so it kinda never happened. A bit like starting a family, something Lottie and I have come to later than many of our friends. Well on the 28th of December, our darling Araminta arrived and finally I have something I can talk about whilst simultaneously being able to justify or perhaps emphasise my total lack of experience and knowledge on the subject matter.
Having announced my courageous decision to pass on so called wisdom, I wish to start by saying sleep deprivation makes you feel decisive, but doesn’t actually aid good decision making. Perhaps this blog will turn out to be a further example of that.
Lottie and I have just returned from our first walk out with the pram. It was great to finally get all three of us out of the house at the same time. Araminta didn’t arrive all that smoothly, so Lottie is recovering with stitches. These don’t encourage the long walks we used to enjoy, or running up stairs, sitting in cars, sitting generally, or moving quickly. Frankly they’re a pain in the arse, pun intended. Still, it was nice just to be in the fresh air, Araminta opening one eye briefly to give the sky a suspicious stare, the familiar streets giving a much absence sense of normality to our day as we walked to the post box. Once there I posted the hand make thank you cards Lottie had crafted for those kind enough to send Araminta some thoughtful late Christmas presents into the box, with no addresses on the envelopes. Lottie looked at me; I looked at the pen she was holding, which she had just fished from her handbag. She had passed me the cards, I posted them; it seemed the right thing to do. I had basically taken these hand made treasures (she’s bloody good at card making) and thrown them away, with a stamp on; I had paid to throw them away.
Sleep deprivation makes you feel decisive.
I have to go make the dinner now, something that will be covered in future posts, along with; maintaining a routine, seeing friends, sharing the workload equitably, how to make housework simple, and babies are great fun all the time.
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