Monday 14 March 2011

10 observations on being a parent

1)    You will have difficulty emptying your bowels when the toddler wanders into the lavatory uninvited and helpfully points out that you’re “having a poo poo on the big potty”.

2)    You will appreciate the value of You Tube if you are looking after a sick child and the only thing that will keep them entertained is Peppa Pig cartoons (or similar).

3)   When booking doctor’s appointments, you will learn that receptionists are much more helpful when they know you’re making an appointment for a young child.

4)   Following on from the above, you should always be ultra-polite to both the doctor’s receptionist and the doctor themselves. Innoculations and minor childhood ailments mean you’re going to see a lot of these people and probably at short notice.

5)   Travelling abroad? You’re going to need a much bigger suitcase.

6)   Travelling abroad? Make sure you’ve got your European Health Insurance Card and travel insurance. You will appreciate this if your little ones need medical treatment.

7)   In the earliest days you will find that absolutely everyone has an opinion on breastfeeding. The socially inept elements of society will force these opinions on you regardless of your own views and regardless of your family’s own experiences.

8)   You are expected to get on with everyone that has children of a similar age. Goodness knows why, you wouldn't choose to mix with most of them.

9)   You will begin to rate pubs not only on the quality of ale and wine on sale, but also on the quality of the high chairs and whether they sell Robinson’s Fruit Shoots. A bouncy castle in the beer garden gives any pub a stratospherically high “family friendly” rating.

10) Friends that aren’t married / in serious relationships and don’t have children will look at you blankly when you talk about your family and home life. It’s sad, but you will inevitably see less of these friends when you become a parent.

The serenity of chickenpox


The little one fell asleep on me a few minutes ago. It was one of those serene parental moments that I love and I’m sure I’ll never forget.

You see poor little Helen has chickenpox. It’s been going round her nursery for weeks so it was only a matter of time before she got infected herself.

With Anna having left for work, I got Helen up this morning. I’d given her a bath, got her dressed, given her breakfast and so on. Not surprisingly she wasn’t on the best form so there were some tears and demands for cuddles.

After a while I found myself sat on the sofa with the little one on my lap. I wasn’t playing any music and the television was turned off so all I could hear was the sound of Helen breathing. It was deep and quick and her head was against my chest.

 After a few minutes I remembered there was a BBC2 documentary I wanted to watch. If the little one was quiet and happy sitting on my knee, why not watch it?

Something persuaded me not to turn the television on. Life is busy enough, I thought. I’m always rushing round and busy so why not just enjoy the peace, sit with Helen for a little while and do absolutely nothing. That’s exactly what I did.

After a few more minutes I looked down and saw, to my amazement, that she’d actually fallen asleep. This happened all the time when she was a new-born but I honestly can’t remember the last time she fell asleep on my chest. It must have been more than a year ago.

I knew that I’d have to take her upstairs and tuck her in to bed, but for a few minutes I just kept her there and enjoyed the calm, peaceful atmosphere. To Helen it probably doesn’t mean a great deal and has probably been forgotten already. To me it was a beautiful and special moment and I doubt very much that I’ll forget it.