"Build the wall" is a phrase that regularly rings out from my son - often in response to handling conflict with his siblings! "Son, please try and get on with your sisters", "No, I'm going to build a wall between us, just like Trump!" is typical of his flippant responses.
There seems to be a lot of talk about dieting this month - and it's not just about bulging waistlines, but also because of squeezed household budgets.
There always seems to be a lot of argument and debate over what is best, but rarely have I seen a post by a dad on the subject of breast or bottle fed babies, so I thought I would give my view on what appears to be a controversial subject. I have to say that I'm not passionate about either.
In fact, give yourself a break, because not only are you trying to figure out what you want, you're also trying to figure out what another human being wants, when they don't even know themselves...
I try and follow the same approach now with my two daughters, however this IS a deliberate tact from us as parents. There are so many references to weight on TV, media and generally from people in and around our family circle that it could so easily have an unconscious influence on my daughters.
When you meet someone and it becomes obvious it's starting to get serious, the relentless quizzing begins: "Are you going to put a ring on her finger, then?" The engagement announcement goes out and everyone wants to know urgently when the wedding is going to be. On the wedding day the question shifts to when the first child is going to make an appearance.
This is not going to be a popular sentence but here goes: When it comes to eating, our children are very likely to follow our habits and that includes becoming overweight and joining us on the dieting merry-go-round.
'Starting to look like me again,' I said as aesthetically I took control with straighteners and eyeliner and mascara. But even the successful donning - albeit with effort - of a once favoured pair of jeans, rediscovered after nine months without wear, didn't bring me back. The person I saw in the mirror, staring intently as if searching for recognition, was a stranger.
I am a mother to two boys aged five and six, I have always been told by other parents, family and people around me that boys are the easier sex to raise and that they give you far less worry than girls. I cannot say whether that is true as I will never be able to test the theory. However, I am genuinely concerned that I am totally mucking up something which is meant to be quite simple.
The mums I know have so much they want to accomplish in 2017 - firm up, lose weight, see more friends, take toddler to more classes, do more creative play, spend more quality time together as a family, write a book, start a blog - up their instagram game... t
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I'm tired of being like this though and I'm determined to change. Even though I fully admit I am currently guiltily eating my way through Christmas all the way to New Year. I wish I could say its making me feel better. The reality is it's not. I am just greedy. And adding some extra pounds/rolls to my collection.
If asked, many so-called 'mumpreneurs' will admit the initial transition to self-employment was not as a result of a positive choice, but as a frustrated response to inhospitable workplace cultures, the rising cost of childcare, inflexible work schedules, poor quality part-time jobs, and discriminatory attitudes
Being an adult is tough, and some days it can be lacking in joy. But you've helped us to rediscover the magic, the sense of wonderment than can be found in the simplest of things. Through your eyes, the world is a kaleidoscope of beauty.
Yet, many of us are left in the immediate care of a male partner who, quite frankly, will have not a clue about what we have been through. Neither of us may be familiar with the intimate and relentlessness of caring for a tiny babe. We may be struggling to breastfeed. We may well be carrying physical and/or emotional wounds from labour.
Last year, my son and I went undercover in the restaurants and cafes of our hometown, to find out what baby change facilities there were available to me, as a dad. I was horrified to find that 4 major companies failed to provide me with a safe & clean place to change my baby's nappy.