There Are No Words: Newtown Shooting

When atrocities like the Connecticut school shooting happen, we often say that “we have no words”. What we mean is that although we may try to “have” or write the words down, they are never the right ones. They are never the right ones because it is difficult to express how we feel in moments like these.  Impossible even. Because it stretches beyond our comprehension, causes us to question our humanity, makes us stop and think about how fundamentally broken we are as a species, and takes away our hope.
It is the heartbreaking truth… Read more

In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms

In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms

Today is the fourth day of school holidays and my second day of staying at home with Rachel. And I’m completely bushed. I’m such a wimp. So impatient. So unimaginative. And so in awe of those who look after their (or other people’s) children all day, every day.
I work for myself but do so in an office with my business partner, so I’m free to come and go as I please. This means that I do the school run and take afternoons off (when I can), to spend with my daughter. In the mornings… Read more

Farmer MissMiss: Part Two

Farmer MissMiss: Part Two

So the big day has come and gone. The man in his red suit swept down to school on his sleigh, sweated bucketloads under the African sun, terrified some kids and then flew back to his toy factory to keep on preparing for the 25th.
It was an interesting visit to say the least. It coincided with the last day of school so the children all played some games in the garden beforehand, sang songs and the parents milled about chatting and drinking tea. Gareth was desperate to be there but only had an hour… Read more

Go the F**k to Sleep

Go the F**k to Sleep

Now before you get all uptight about the title of this post, please note that this is NOT how I talk to my child (out loud that is). This is actually the title of a little gem of a book that I happened to come across when working at Penguin and it just appealed to my jaded sense of humour.
The first thing to note is that this is not a book to read to your children, although the rhyming and illustrations may bring to mind your typical bedtime story. It’s a book for adults,… Read more

Daddy’s Girl and Mommy’s Boy: Myth or Truth?

Daddy’s Girl and Mommy’s Boy: Myth or Truth?

They’re terms we hear bandied about often in parenting (or non-parenting) conversations. “Oh yes, I’ve also married a Mommy’s boy. Can do no wrong – apple of her eye”. Or: “She’s a Daddy’s girl isn’t she? Seems to adore her father”. And as much as I think there is often truth in stereotypes, since I found out we’ll be having two daughters, I’ve begun to feel a bit left out.
So will both my daughters adore their father and tolerate me? At Rachel’s current age she seems to need us at different times. I am… Read more