THOUGHTS

  • AUSSIE DADDY BLOGGER ADVENT CALENDAR CHALLENGE 2012

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    Well, the Aussie Daddy Blogger Kris Kringle Advent Calendar Challenge 2012 has kicked off into high gear with some surprising questions and answers that make 50 Shades of Grey look like a Greeting Card. So, rather than repost everything here, it’s easier to see it all under one roof, (just like a Daddy Expo or dare I say…Exposé?).

    So, for all the weird and wacky, click on the Official Daddy Blogger Seal for the full rundown of hilarious posts by our uniquely minded, Aussie Daddy Bloggers. (more…)

  • THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS DAD’S

    AUTHOR: // CATEGORY: 0-6 months, Daddy Blogger Challenge, Events, Kris Kringle Advent Calendar Challenge 2012, The Baby Years, Thoughts, Tips

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    When the NorthPole’s Dirty Dozen conjured the lyrics to the 12 Days of Christmas, how little did they realise that years later, that idea would be pilfered by a group of Dad’s from Downunder.

    In the style of the traditional Advent Calendar, for the next 12 days of Christmas, twelve Daddy Bloggers will be posting the answers to life, the universe and everything, as asked by YOU. (Well, maybe not YOU specifically, but possibly someone who looks very much a lot like you…but smells different, or drives a similar car).

    There will be one post from each Daddy on each day and with this lineup…

    BIG FAMILY little income, Illiterate Infant, Being a Dad, TackleNappy, Torkona, daddownunder, Reservoir Dad, Melbourne Dad, 40YrOldDad, 3am Dad

    You could be left wondering…just how secure is our future? (more…)

  • A BIT LESS THAN EVERYTHING

    AUTHOR: // CATEGORY: 0-6 months, The Baby Years, Thoughts

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    Well, I guess it was inevitable that this day would come.

    For close on ten years, our worlds have revolved around each other. She is the world to me and I am the world to her. Soul mates. The love of each other’s lives and we would tell each other every single day…

    “I love you more than ANYTHING.”

    And that still holds true.

    The birth of our beautiful son only helps to cement those feelings even further…

    Buckling our little man into his car seat this morning for a quick Mummy/Bubba visit with Granny, his beaming smile…uh…“beaming” back at us, we kissed and embraced in the garage, our usual fond farewells. My love squeezed me tight and whispered lovingly in my ear…

    “I love you more than ANYTHING…except him“. (more…)

  • THE LONE RANGER

    AUTHOR: // CATEGORY: 0-6 months, The Baby Years, Thoughts, Tips

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    “A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty “Hi Ho Silver, Away!”

    It’s amazing how much easier it is to sleep without all the usual gurgling, farting, snorting, cooing, squeaking, squawking that normally goes on of an evening. And now that Indy’s in his own room at the other end of the house…he shouldn’t be able to hear any of it!

    That’s right, Indy has saddled up his trusty steed and headed out west to the open pastures of his Big Boy Cot on the sweeping plains (or at least, some light vacuuming), of his very own room. And although he’s still sleeping for about the same length of time (every 3-4 hours), it has improved the quality of sleep, somewhat.

    Not his…ours.

    And in the few minutes of actual sleep that we do get, it seems to be a much deeper sleep. Which is why my wife sounds like Barry White(and I sleep with one eye open). (more…)

  • SWANEE HOW I LOVE YOU HOW I LOVE YOU MY DEAR OLD SWANEE

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    What an amazing year so far. Plenty of exciting times and a few bumps along the way. There’s been highs and lows, heartbreaks and tears. Moments of pure and utter joy and others tense with stress and disappointment. All culminating in the most anticipated and stressful 2 hours of our journey together so far.

    I’m not talking about Indy. I’m talking about…

    The 2012 AFL Grand Final

    And the tremendous journey of our beloved, Sydney Swans!!

    And what a journey it has been this year. I won’t bore you with the details (too late), but after spending a majority of weeks on top of the AFL ladder, it seems only right that after knocking off Adelaide in the first final, we got to face off against our arch nemeses, Collingwood (see: Mamma’s team), for a shot at the Grand Final. After suffering 10 straight losses to Collingwood (see: wash my mouth out with soap), to finally get up and defeat them by 26 points in the Swans’ Jude Bolton’s 300th Career Game, to give us a shot at the Grand Final in the same year that my son was born (take a breath before I explode)…is the stuff that dreams and Hollywood Movies are made of. (more…)

  • TEARS OF A CLOWN

    AUTHOR: // CATEGORY: 0-6 months, The Baby Years, Thoughts, Tips

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    The moment all Dad’s dread has finally reared it’s head…

    Falling face-first into an old Egyptian tomb and coming eye-to-eye with a deadly cobra!

    That is, if YOU are Indiana Jones and the deadly cobra is…

    Taking care of the baby…ON YOUR OWN!

    WHAAAT???

    Okay, time to put everything you learned from reading those “How to look after a tiny person that isn’t yourself” type books, into practice. (Is now a good time to reveal I was actually reading comic books disguised in a Baby Book dust jacket?)  Books I didn’t read like Rich Dad Poor Dad, which I assume is all about life before and after having kids. How to Alienate Friends and Exclude People by Dale Carnegie and his followup book, For One Second Can We Talk About Something Other Than The Baby? And not to be outdone, today’s current best seller…Fifty Shades of Brown. (more…)

  • THE SECRET LIFE OF WALTER MITTY

    AUTHOR: // CATEGORY: 0-6 months, The Baby Years, Thoughts, Tips

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    When was the last time you saw a baby in a pram on the escalator stairs of a multi-level shopping centre? Never? Me either. Yet, there’s babies in prams on every level. How did they get there? WHAT’S GOING ON???

    I have a couple theories. Maybe the shop owners on the upper levels live their entire lives trapped on their particular level. Kind of like Tom Hanks in that airport movie or Carrie-Anne’s Poltergeist trapped in its dimension and unable to move on into the light. As generations pass, they meet and interbreed with other shop owners on their floor, have babies and the cycle continues. Which explains why there are always food courts, supermarkets and bathroom facilities on every level.

    Or perhaps multi-level shopping centres are located on mysterious ley lines that criss-cross the earth and have access to inter dimensional wormholes that enable parents with prams to mysteriously travel between floors, completely undetected. Or prams somehow have the ability to materialize from floor-to-floor somewhat akin to the blue Police Box TARDIS from Doctor Who?

    Believe it or not, the real answer is not that far removed from those theories. (more…)

  • FATHER’S DAY FIRSTS

    AUTHOR: // CATEGORY: 0-6 months, The Baby Years, Thoughts

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    Today I feel like I’ve slipped through the Looking Glass and found myself in a topsy-turvy world, where everything is backwards. For 40 odd years I’ve always been the kid, but this year…the tables have turned and the child has now become the father.

    Holy Cow! I can’t believe it. My very first…

    FATHER’S DAY!!

    I gotta be honest. I’m not expecting much. After all, my boy is only 8 weeks old. I mean, what’s he gonna do? Sing and dance for my own enjoyment? Hardly…

    As you may have read, being a new dad, I’m pretty used to finding all kinds of surprises when it comes to unwrapping my son and changing his little nappy. Some of which have you cringing like a 40yr old chaperone at a Justin Bieber concert and others have you calling in the clean up crew from the Exxon Valdez. But nothing quite prepared me for the surprise I saw this morning when I opened his little wrap to find… (more…)

  • A RIGHT ROYAL WELCOME

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    It seems that little Indy has his very own…international appeal 🙂

    At a point in time when all eyes are on the motherland for the 2012 Olympic games, it seems the motherland has a sneaky eye on our little man.

    Freshly delivered by the Royal Mail, a beautiful card arrived with a £20 note so crisp, the Queen herself must have just finished printing her face into it, to kick start Indy’s financial future. One can only imagine this Royal Blue Envelope (blue for boys), might well have passed through just as many hands as the Olympic torchon it’s incredible journey around the world. Right into our humble little mailbox, Downunder.

    Thankfully, it wasn’t the Olympic torch. Last thing we need is our mailbox burned to the ground.

    But, it does make me wonder… (more…)

  • IT ALL BOILS DOWN TO THIS

    AUTHOR: // CATEGORY: 0-6 months, The Baby Years, Thoughts

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    Apart from a couple trips outside for baby health checks and to bring the garbage bins back in off the street, I haven’t moved outside of a six foot radius between the sink, the stove and the laundry basketin over six days!

    Like Lucille Ball in the infamous chocolate factory conveyor belt scene. I’m like the flustered production line worker desperately trying to juggle and manage the ever increasing, non-stop conveyor belt of shift rotations between washing puked-on baby and parent clothes, preparing formula top-ups and my god…

    The boiling…What’s with all the boiling??!!

    Bottles, dummies, teats, breast pumps, furniture, roofing tiles. You name it, it goes in the pot. I think Starbucks “worldwide”, boils less water than I do. Not since the Three Witches in Shakespeare’s Macbeth or Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction (How do you like your bunny? Boiled, steamed or fried?), has there been so much action around a bubbling cauldron

    I’ve never quite understood the purpose behind ensuring everything that goes into the baby’s mouth is more sterile than a Chernobyl eunuch in a uranium cod-piece. It’s not like you can boil his own fingers or his mother’s nipples for that matter. I mean, look at places like India, Africa or China. I’m pretty sure not everyone there is boiling everything all the time, and they have baby populations almost as big as Frankston. (more…)