Yes, you're gay and your sexuality influences just about every aspect of your identity, but you are not a gay young man. You are a young man who is gay. You are not my gay son. You are my son who happens to be gay.
On my sons second birthday he officially went from baby to toddler. Not just in the grammatical sense of the word but in every other way possible! I swear that someone left him a present that was for his eyes only, one that was invisible to grownups - The Toddler Rule Book..............
Choosing to travel is so wonderful so much of the time that it is easy for everyone (travellers included) to forget that it is like any choice in life: when you choose one option you have to forgo whatever the other option may be.
The arrival of the Easter Bunny and the promise of lots of chocolate eggs make this an exciting holiday for anyone with a young family. With Easter half term looming and spare time to fill, it's the perfect excuse to prolong the excitement with egg-related activities.
The year 2015 is going to be a cracker for feminism. A renewed enthusiasm for women's rights and even a campaign to remove VAT from sanitary products. An exciting time. But let's take a moment to think about something which leaves many a feminist - and I count myself as one *punches air* - with a profound sense of unease.
I invited my foster parents to my wedding - I felt it was so important for them to be there. They came and again, when I saw them, it felt so strange as I only recognised them from photos, not having proper physical memories... yet the connection was so strong.
The hard reality is that for the many people who do the walking away, breaking out and living alone is often safer than the culture of abuse that came before it. Exposure to an antagonistic or rejecting 'close' relationship has a negative impact on physical and mental wellbeing, which is a fact that has been well researched and documented.
Today I wanna write about Zozo, our Irish wolfhound. She died last year at the age of 11, and since days constantly she comes to my mind. Now she is laying under the earth on a hill, side by side with Mikroula, her best dog friend.
It's incredible how those animals formed an integral part of my childhood theatre, and that they were not only very much a part of the action, but they were also key protagonists.
No mainstream political party seeks to recognise or place value on the prospect of a parent at home, doing the work of childcare and supporting the family. We may only speak of childcare being productive and valuable if it is performed by strangers, for a fee, and under the guise of 'Early Years Education'.
No doubt it will become more usual for both parents to take on more equal roles in parenting in the future - particularly given the changes in parental leave at work that are set to come into force in the UK in the coming weeks.
From hormone-driven first loves, to long-term partnered 20-somethings, to the newly wedded and those well-into matrimony; we've all witnessed at least one of the above cross that oh-so-fickle faithful line, leaving loyalty far behind.
However dysfunctional these relationships are, from either angle, sometimes we all do need and yearn for that special mother-to-child bond. It's uniqueness is undeniable. So why don't we all reconcile this Sunday? It would be the super-perfect Hollywood ending to an estrangement.
A little piece of me has evaporated. Two little pieces in fact. I have a new home which is occupied by two of us rather than four; there is a full fridge and no pile of shoes and coats in the hallway. I am in silent mourning for something that is missing yet still not far away.
A week ago, a columnist of the Daily Mail was telling her readers why she had suddenly decided to ban the four-time Bafta-winning cartoon Peppa Pig from her home. Is Britain's top-selling pre-school character as dangerous and evil as the journalist claims it is?
We are all aware of the possible big nightmares which may lay in store for us parents once our beloved offspring enter the 'Teen' phase. For me though, it's been the little changes which have felt more like seismic shifts within my carefully crafted and harmonious household.