10 reasons why preschool could save my sanity

10 reasons why preschool could save my sanity

Not since Tilly finally got around to walking have I anticipated a stage in her development quite so much as her starting preschool. She’ll be socialising with peers, playing, learning and giving me some much needed time to get on top of everything else. After a tough year, I’m counting on it being the change I need to claw back some control from a toddler-led life.

Missing mummy

There’s been a longer than usual gap between posts on the blog and it’s due to me being sole parent in charge of Tilly for the past week or so while my wife shepherded a school trip around Greece. Although I’m now well-practiced in the role of primary carer for our daughter, I was nevertheless taken aback at just how much harder it felt to look after Tilly 24/7 with no breaks or anyone else to call upon.

Six months as a stay-at-home dad (and still sane?)

Six months as a stay-at-home dad (and still sane?)

This time last year I had days filled with meetings, managing stakeholders, delivering strategies and managing projects. Then, one Friday in July it came to an end. I took a 100 per cent pay cut and moved to looking after just one stakeholder, a then 18 month old toddler. Six months on and the routine of a stay-at-home dad has well and truly bedded in, although it’s not been without its challenges…

Poomageddon: know the risks

Poomageddon: know the risks

We’ve all heard the horror stories, those tales of Poomageddon (also known by some as Poonami) exploding from a tiny infant’s nappy. Unchecked, the effects can be pretty horrendous for anyone nearby, even upstairs, cowering in a corner under a door that’s been taken off its hinges. Just as well then, that during the tense Cold War years the government saw fit to publish essential family guidance in the event of Poomageddon. Never published before, this has recently been declassified and made available to the public for the first time. It seems as relevant now as all those years ago.