This week I finally decided to start a Postnatal Depression Toolkit, and did the first post to go with it all about medication. Whilst I do enjoy writing about being a parent, it’s also something that’s relatively new to me. I’ve loved learning on the job, and am vastly different […]
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Postnatal Depression: Where I Am 6 Months on from Having PND
For whatever reason, I’ve been a little reflective of my postnatal depression this week. I think it was down to the fact that I was actually on Twitter for the first time during a #PNDhour, (which is Wednesdays between 8-9pm) and I obviously got talking to a bunch of people about postnatal depression. So I thought I’d sit here and give an update on where I am now. Personally I feel like it’s important to not only hear about people’s struggle with PND, but also to hear something from those out the other side. After all, that’s what everyone wants, to be on the other side.
Being Left Alone with the Baby: a Nervous Dad and his Daughter
This week I was actually left alone with the baby. I’ve been left alone with her before. But since we’ve had her I can probably count the number of times this has happened on one hand. My wife is, after all, on maternity leave. She also breastfeeds without expressing. Not only […]
Isablog #5 – Isabelle’s First Roll
Due to the fact that this week has been #PNDAW17 I’ve found myself posting a few bits about that (here and here). But rather than do a video based on week 19, I’ve opted to do the vlog version of my postnatal depression story. So, if you fancy watching something instead of reading, […]
Accepting My Limitations as a New Parent
I always knew becoming a parent would be a huge life changing event. I believe that’s what you call stating the obvious. There was always going to be limitations. But I didn’t give much thought to just how much of a non-stop thing parenting was actually going to be. For some rather […]
Skydiving Experience for Charity With GoSkydive
Finally! On my 3rd attempt, I managed to have a bit of luck with the weather and throw myself out of a plane. Well, it was more like fall out of a plane whilst attached very tightly to another man, but still, I did it.