I decided that I should just put on my big girl pants and crack on with the mammoth task of de-cluttering our home, in order to accommodate the two adults that appear to reside here too. As I started to attack the problem, I noticed a pattern emerging which reminded me of a chapter in Gretchen Rubin's The Happiness Project.
It's funny really, because we all like to think spending time with our friends and family is the most precious thing in the world. It's what we all strive for. It's what matters. Yet finding time to do so almost feels impossible. Of course, we try.
I have decided to make a list of the parenting laws of sod. If I was very clever I would do it to the tune of Ironic. But I am now in my third week of chicken pox. So? I will just tiredly list them, moaning to myself as I go...
No-one ever reads the terms and conditions of anything anymore... And we have no idea what we're signing up to... Being a dad is no different!!! It's just like reading all those other Terms and Conditions, you have no idea what you're signing up to but you still just click "I Agree" ... or as I like to put it, you just click "Aaahh, I wish I'd never..."
We want our foster children to grow up to become doctors or teachers, engineers or scientists, to have the same opportunities and aspirations as our own daughters, and how wonderful that would be.
Frequent flyer programmes have been around for many years, and now gaining children's loyalty is beginning to gather more momentum, with some airlines promoting this service amongst many other child friendly initiatives.
This is a good message that we all try to teach our children, and we try to reinforce it as we bring them up: from the beginning we teach the difference between right and wrong with praise and reprimand, reward and punishment. But what happens when they grow up and see that others around them sometimes do the wrong thing and get away with it?
The government is committed to make work pay and deliver a fairer welfare system. It also has a duty to reduce child poverty enshrined in the Child Poverty Act. Acting on childcare for those who need it most - and acting now - will go some way to realising these promises.
A child's right to play is so important it is included in The United Nations Convention on the Rights of the Child and this week as part of Deafblind Awareness Week, we want to focus on access to equal play opportunities for families that we support.
Sometimes I want the best for you so much I forget about the present time. I think about the future and forget that you are standing there, right in front of me, wanting me to play and laugh and chat and watch you dance.
My husband and I decided since having our third baby that the spare bedroom was simply worth its weight in gold; which basically meant our two other daughters were going to need to bunk up...
Smartphones are pretty darn good at uniting people. However, how do they fare under the pressure of having to unite larger groups of people when conflicting time zones and work schedules act as obstacles to meaningful or sustained conversation?
I've been home with my daughter since she was six months old, but despite having a stay-at-home dad for most of her life, she still defaults to the assumption that the adult looking after their children must be the mother.
My brothers and I are going in for my dad's gifts and this year I've decided not add on any freestyle element after a number of recent, let's just say 'Pinterest fails' in the DIY gift-giving department.
Even a generation ago fathers were relatively absent from the home. Women of my mother's generation look at me wistfully when my husband sits down at the table and invents a game to encourage our three year old to finish her fish fingers, or tells me he's taking our five year old swimming.
If mum can earn more, it makes sense for her to go out to work. And if dad wants to stay home and bring up the children, then that's a big move forward for both men and women. While some social commentators are uncomfortable with this, it's simply equality in action.