The pride, the absolute pure pride that when given the choice of what to do on a day out for her Birthday my daughter chose going to a heritage railway and riding on a heritage bus. She’s 5…what an absolute star.
Here are some lovely pictures of the day and Len and Lynda (the inlwas) came too and we had a picnic at the park. Why is there no photos of that I hear you gasp…try having a picnic in a park with a 5 year old and 1 1/2 year old and you’ll understand why.
The ball is a ball of 2ps made to look like the Death Star…random. It had a bike inside it…art.
Well it took me until now to collect all my welsh holiday photos for the next post, we went to a slate mine, bronze age mine, narrow gauge railway, visiting the amazing Mr B’s bistro in Llandudno, visiting various castles, visiting a tropical world come wildlife centre adventure playground and awesome pancakes.
In York you know when spring has started by when you see the first gosling being paraded by proud parents. That time has come so here are photos of the first set to be seen (by me anyway), I’d like to take this little opportunity to explain why I’ve never done this before.
Until this point I’ve never had the chance because it would involve getting very close to the birds with my camera and the sad thing is that the many tourists of York think that just because they have a DSLR, or because the birds are in their path that gives them the right to shove a camera to the goslings, it really doesn’t and it just ends in tears as the parents bite you!
So here are my images (from distance) of the goslings, enjoy.
As always taken by a Nikon D3000 but this time with my new NikonR 50mm -200mm DX VR lens. Images touched up in a digital darkroom 🙂 and hosted on FlickR.
Being a dad… well its a challenge so I thought I’d note down a few thoughts on it from 8 weeks in.
Free time What is this free time you speak of? Before we had Roberta to look after we had lots of fee time to go where we liked and do what we liked as a couple. Once you’re a dad that almost goes out of the window, I say almost as I think if you weren’t careful it would just get eaten up by tasks but a few things have remained thanks to organisation and an understanding wife. The key to that is sharing the caring for Roberta between me and Mairi, which in the first few weeks is hard but as time goes on you can both do a bit so it becomes easier.
Is my child quite clever? This is one of the stereotypical lines from new parents, ‘x is just quite intelligent’, ‘ it’s just the way x plays he/she just seems so clever’. In most cases it will not be true, otherwise the world would be full of quite advanced babies which would just make that the norm thus making lots of normal babies! But Roberta does seem to focus on things and be able to hit them from 6 weeks, she has been able to flip her self over since 6 days old, and has had really good sleep patterns from day 1. In fact the most impressive thing is that if she is not in her PJ’s by 8:30pm we are told by a loud scream, I kid you not!
So this ‘being a dad’ lark is tiring, very rewarding and to be truly honest I can not imagine not having Roberta around. On the back of Steve Hobson’s suggestion I took some more photos of Roberta, these are from 6 weeks so she a bit more weight on her now. Enjoy
Just a quick post this one, Me and Mairi don’t have long to go now before we become parents so we took some snaps of the bump before it turns into a child. These were taken with 4 weeks to go, mainly as a record of the event but I tried to be a little arty with it all. If i’m being honest I can’t really wait for it to start and neither can she I don’t think.
Well this has come round fast, it seemed like two minutes ago I was jumping up and down next to a little white stick (not the wii remote), now it’s 4 weeks to go before silence is broken forever. Many people have been asking me my thoughts on my change of circumstance and how I need to grab sleep while I can.
A few of my thoughts…
Ideal role models So when becoming a parent your thoughts turn to your own parents and how they raised you and to be honest I couldn’t have asked for better. As my Yorkshire roots force me to say; ‘I never went without’ really, I did have the odd dreams of motorcycle ownership but other than that I had a great up bringing and my parents couldn’t have done enough.
I was once having a half-time drink at a gig when my band used to do 2 hour+ gigs in the Lion, and a certain other drummer said to me “Your parents are the best fans you’ll ever have,” and he is right, though thick and thin they have been there and still continue to support me so if I need to think ‘how am I going to be a good dad?’ I don’t need to look far.
Life into the world Another thought is ‘chuff the world is a bit crap at the minute, wars, debt, terrorism and Jim Davidson’ all of these things should really exist but for what ever reason they do. In remember theology class learning of a philosopher who basically argued ‘look at this world, if God knew this pain why would he even started it all off, surely we were better just not existing’. Not something I subscribe to really but the thought does cross your mind ‘I’m bringing a baby into this?!?!’ but then you think of the all the children born into extreme poverty and you come to value life that little bit more. I hope that my child comes to learn the value of life, other people in the world and value what they can bring to this world. In the end I think we all have our part to play and if we think differently the world ends up being a bit crap (- note this isn’t me pandering to the Cons Big Society).
Getting a bit over emotional…
The first time I saw this advert I actually had tears in my eyes as it it shows perfectly what I have in my mind regarding this whole thing (ps think it omits the sleepless nights, sick, poo, arguments etc)
So there are my thoughts – I can’t really express how much I’m looking forward to it, I’ll do a blog post in a few weeks when I have had 2 hours sleep and it’s all a complete nightmare but for now let me basic in ignorance.