Almost every new experience with a baby is nerve-wracking, so when I headed to the swimming pool with Sonny on the first morning of our holiday in Turkey, it’s fair to say I was slightly on edge.
We’d been quietly dreading Sonny’s first flight ever since committing to our inaugural foreign family holiday, but in truth preparing for the plane ride was far more stressful than the actual experience.
If I’m taking my little boy for a stroll I prefer to use a baby carrier rather than a pram, because it means we aren’t restricted to footpaths. But beware – once your baby’s had enough, they’ll make a lot of noise telling you about it!
One day in the future, hopefully many decades from now, I can picture myself rocking manically in an old folks’ home (or possibly a mental asylum), still haunted by the sinking realisation that the the Wheels On The Bus may never stop going round and round. Or that the Grand Old Duke of York will never stop marching his troops…
The fact I started writing this blog at 3.30am says pretty much everything about the sleep pattern of a new parent. It’s unpredictable, exhausting and relentless; but you learn to cope with it. Because you have to.
Taking your newborn baby for his or her first walk is one of the most exciting moments in early parenthood, but also one of the most daunting. Make sure you’re prepared.
As parents we’ll never forget it, as a baby Sonny will never remember it, but this was a huge day for us as a family that we’ll look back on with fond memories for many years.
It’s a hard to thing to admit when Sonny’s so young, but sometimes it’s good to get a break from the relentlessness of being a parent. So this weekend, when his Scouse grandparents came to visit, we both left him for the first time and hit the road on our bikes…