Being a parent is difficult at times; the strops, the arguments, the chores, and that's just me. Get four mini versions of me involved and I stand little chance. That's why I am making it my mission to ruin them over time. As a parent you are in a position of power in that, generally... Continue Reading →
Year one of being a single parent
It's been a couple of weeks since I last posted; it's been Easter and I've been on full-time daddy duties for a fortnight. We've been out on adventures, enjoyed days indoors watching movies and had fun as a little five-strong family. I actually almost missed the fact that 9 April 2018 marked my year anniversary... Continue Reading →
The struggle of being a working-class parent with middle-class kids
You may, dear reader, be expecting me to spend this post moaning about class warfare and how hard I had it growing up, but I'm not going to do that. Yes, we struggled; living as a child in a little, three-bed terraced house in East London with two brothers, three sisters, two parents and a... Continue Reading →
Back to full time
Just when you think you've got things sorted... Things were settled. We are co-parenting with a 50/50 split on our kids time. Well, I say co-parenting; we are parenting separately and sharing essential information about the kids, but it's the best we can do for now. I was starting to plan out my year, was... Continue Reading →
I love my kids, but…
I love my kids. I want to make that abundantly clear. They have changed my world for the better, and if I could have them all the time I would rather than only seeing them 50%. Being a full-time parent is what I signed up for, after all. But. Since moving to 50/50 childcare arrangements... Continue Reading →
A Practically Perfect Partner
I am a lucky man when it comes to my kids. Through the whole divorce process and settling into life as a new family unit they’ve never wavered from their core belief that they are now and will always be the most important things in my life. They know how happy and proud they make... Continue Reading →
Putting the Dad into Single Dad
Yesterday in the UK was Father’s Day, a typically overblown corporate sponsored event designed to shift boxer shorts, novelty ties and as many soft rock compilation CDs as possible. I celebrated it in as close to traditional style as possible – I was treated to breakfast in bed, got a few presents and went out... Continue Reading →