I remember the first time I saw him and held him in my arms I knew the meaning of life, my meaning of life, my purpose. I find myself loving and secretly hating watching him grow. Like every day he’s changing, amazes me and yet I’ve lost a yesterday I can never have back.
So we enter the door with the sign saying grotto. Behind other parents holding hands of other infants thinking they’re all on death row.
And so we wait, and to me for what seems like an eternity, so to a child, bloody hell it must seem like an eternity plus an extra twenty minutes.
Trying to waste time […]
My father was and, as far as I know, still is an alcoholic.
Because my mum had incredible insight, I didn’t get to see him in that way and never suffered living with him as an alcoholic. My mum got us as far away from him as she could give her circumstances. But that didn’t stop my […]
From the very first moment I held him, I knew he needed me.
At the same time, I realised how much I needed him.
From the first time he cried, I only hoped to stop his tears.
I hold him in my arms and say words he doesn’t understand.
From the first time he was a wobbling, smiling baby, he now […]
In a world without superheroes, I’ll be there,
Unconditionally with powers to care.
I’ll be there to protect him in his times of need,
Right by his side quicker than any superhuman speed.
If he falls I’ll be there with open arms easing his pain with a kiss,
I’ll catch him without a web or […]
I was always taught to be respectful to others. Almost like a drill sergeant growing up with my mother, she’d instill in me basic manners and etiquette.
Here are the top five things she taught me that I would never forget:
- Say please and thank you for everything and anything. I still worry about this today […]
When it’s two in the morning and my son wakes up screaming,
And all I want is one night of only sweet dreaming.
Then there’s the times when I’m with him in the day
When he won’t listen or even do a single thing I say.
Then there’s the days he sits on the potty for half hour or more,
Every day, I realize how different you see things, how your imagination creates a whole new playground no matter where you are. How a book suddenly becomes a mountain for little toy men to climb, a towel becomes a river for a boat to sail on and a cardboard box becomes a garage for your cars.
The silence of the night broken,
by my son’s cries.
I’m still half asleep,
yet wide awake,
hoping this moment is a dreamt nightmare.
In my bare essentials I run to his room,
where he sits,
surrounded by his vomit.
“Noah noo sick”
He says as I strip him off,
Lifting him up,
within my shaking hands.
His vomit is everywhere,
even on me,
and as I hold him close,
I’ve always woke up early even on my days off I hate the thought of wasting time deep in slumber.
I remember countless people telling me when my wife was pregnant how we’d have sleepless nights from the moment our son would choose to come into the big world. Yet from the moment of his birth be […]
For all the moments I hate when I know I’ve let you down by letting myself down.
There are times when I wonder would this fatherhood thing be any easier if I had a father around when I was growing up.
Would I know what to do and get it right the first time instead of the second, […]
I remember as a kid being told not to tell lies, always tell the truth and yet here I am every day, telling the same white lies to my son.
As a child, I was worried sick whenever I was eating an apple that I may accidentally swallow an apple seed and unknowingly end up having an […]
I never thought I’d meet a messier eater until I met him of course,
as on occasion at feeding times he’ll feel the need to charge at me with hands caked in tomato sauce.
Whenever he catches me secretly eating he insists on having a bite,
and if it’s not to his acquired taste he gives it to the […]
It was his first real holiday, only a few days away for the country and western festival in Brean. He was so excited about going on holiday even though he didn’t know what a holiday was!
We told him there would be cowboys there and when I got my outfits down from the attic he […]
Do you need a wee wee?
Do you want to sit on the potty?
Just try son please for me.
You look like you need to pee.
Do your pants need changing?
Come on, let’s try a bit of potty training.
Ok, shall we play with Thomas the tank engine?
Then what do you want to […]
I want to learn a new language,
which I can use everyday,
I don’t care if other people don’t understand the words I say.
I know at times I struggle with speaking my native tongue English,
but even this new language to me sounds like gibberish.
So I listen very carefully to every word for some kind of significance,
but I feel […]
My Messy Inspiration I never thought I’d meet a messier eater until I met him of course, as on occasion at feeding times he’ll feel the need to charge at me with hands caked in tomato sauce.
Whenever he catches me secretly eating he insists on having a bite, and if it’s not to […]
They say follow the mythological rulebook.
The things they eat is down to what you cook.
The dirtier they get depends on where they play,
And for a peaceful night don’t let them sleep in the day.
Keep them clean and definitely, don’t let them get fat,
But if you want my advice, don’t listen to any of […]
You can never have too many toys!
As I look at the floor covered with his toys I wonder.
Is this why I work but have no money in my pocket for myself?
Why my wife and I pay the bills, fill the fridge and manage our money so there’s plenty left over to cover our lounge carpet with […]
He stands there in front of me,
Wearing his dimpled smile.
Filled with happiness,
And a beautiful innocence.
Little does he realize,
He’s taught me patience,
And constantly reminds that time doesn’t matter.
The love for him I can’t explain.
This compassion I feel,
And wanting only to see him happy.
Everyday a little bit more he changes,
Within the lessons he learns.
I helped create him,
Watched him […]