The Equality Act must be implemented and followed, and it's breastfeeders who need to be made comfortable, not stupid people who can't stop staring and then whine about what they've seen.
I love being with my kid, but I know I'm not the only parent who struggles to enjoy playing endless games of make-believe, Lego, dressing-up, hide-and-seek, so I'm sure I won't be the only one who finds the excuse of checking a message or email irresistible.
Having recently watched Orange is the New Black on Netflix, I can honestly say that a stint in prison at this moment in time would do me the world of good. Here's why.
Children often notice more than adults give them credit for. If a relative is living with dementia, there may be a need to explain to a child about particular symptoms or why that person can no longer do something that they used to do.
Your child decides what he wants and when he wants it, within reason. You give the message that this is going to be a Big Event: It's Coming Soon ... How Exciting! The child then draws up a list of things to do. It doesn't matter what it involves: the key is that your child has chosen it.
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.
The distinction in Hugo's care between 'there being no hope' and 'no further treatment' being worthwhile with 'nothing more can be done' is crucial. Nothing more could be done to save Hugo's life, but we were able to give him a good death.
How do you know you're really ready to be a parent? Is there a point in life where it clicks in your head and says "Yes, now you've ticked all the boxes so here you go, one child coming up!"? Or are we ever really ready for all the different things that come with being pregnant, giving birth and raising a child?
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..............
No matter how you come about being a parent (through your body, through fostering and adoption) and no matter how you gave birth (natural, with drugs, no drugs, 'wish I'd had drugs', C-section) I am pretty sure we will all agree: this is a 24/7 job.
There is a reason dry shampoo was invented, however, this reason always eluded me pre-baby with me saying ludicrous sentences like "Why would I need dry shampoo? I will just wash my hair if its dirty!" Oh the unadulterated bliss of having time to wash anything but someone else ass.
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.
You will make mistakes no doubt about that. You will say things and do things with your child in the room that you wish you hadn't. Then you will spend time worrying that you have somehow permanently damaged him/her.
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.
With one week to go before the due date of our first child, my husband and I have been walking round in a haze of fear and exhilaration. We regularly turn and gaze at each other with slightly frightened, portentous expressions, before one of us breaks the spell by saying: "Thank God we went to Thailand."
I do try to rationalise this shame. I wonder if it has been sent to me to help me understand what my mother went through and why she made her choices. She would have had to go through this 30 years ago and as a strict Catholic had other pressures on her too.