This time last year my feelings towards Isabelle were very different to what they are now. But unbeknown to me, they were about to change. On my first Father’s Day, a day that I really didn’t care all that much about, was when Isabelle smiled at me for the very first time. The Day That Kick Started My Recovery From Postnatal Depression It wasn’t until I started writing this post that I realised that this smile was captured on Father’s Day. I was scrolling through my Facebook to see what I said this time last year, and whether I mentioned…

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Well, all of a sudden we’ve hit the tantrum stage of the parenting journey. I’m well aware that this is a stage that is going to last for some time, but this is just the beginning. Here’s Isabelle right in the middle of a meltdown: I’ve Realised That a Tantrum Can Be Really Silly Tantrums were one of those things that prior to having a baby I assumed had a reason behind them. You take a toy off the child, they throw a tantrum. You say no to ice cream, they throw a tantrum. I guess I assumed there would…

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I think we’re both slightly in a state of disbelief. We’re somehow celebrating the fact that our baby has just had her first birthday! Having a One Year Old Of course, a first birthday was inevitably going to happen. But it still feels really weird that Isabelle is somehow now a one year old. Reflecting on the Past Year If I really wanted to, I could turn this into the worlds longest post. But I’m not going to go into every little detail of the past year. I’ve been running this blog since Isabelle was around less than four months…

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Last night I really didn’t like Isabelle. She was a teething, screaming mess and instead of looking at her with concern and sympathy, I just thought she was a dick. Basically, I wasn’t the best dad I could’ve been. In all honesty, I was a pretty bad dad. Don’t get me wrong, I know I’m not that much of a bad dad. The vast majority of the time I’m really good with Isabelle. But like most people, I do have my weaknesses. Right now, that’s when she’s crying excessively. And excessive crying comes hand in hand with teething. Teething Sometimes Turns…

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The other day Ross decided to shave his hair off. Ok, so it’s not that dramatic. It’s not as though he had hair down his back. And he only went with a number three all over, so he’s not bald. But to Isabelle, it was a huge difference. I think it’s safe to say she didn’t like it. But luckily Ross knew enough about avoiding a negative association by letting Isabelle come to him in her own time. Here he is with his new hair: Isabelle spends time with Ross everyday. Obviously. Yet something so simple as a haircut had…

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