Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts

Monday, 22 July 2013

Well I'm just a modern guy

Today is the first of a three day stint of being a stay at home dad. My wife has returned to work following her maternity leave and for the next three days, I'm at home with baby (and his brother). The parenting side of this holds no fears for me. I'm adept at changing nappies, serving baby rice and playing ridiculous board games where you stick a plastic bee on your head and have to collect magnetic balls hands free. No, the only thing that worries me about the next few days is me.

Let me explain. My achilles heel in my bid to lose weight is the weekends. Aside from half an hour on a Saturday morning when I pretend to be Sebastian Coe, I'm far less active than I am during the week, and eat a lot more. Going to work offers me more structure in that I've got a lunch hour where I can get to the gym and back, and be regimented on what and when I eat. At home with two young boys, the gym is off limit and the fridge is not my friend.

So the next three days present something of a challenge, not least as the weather today is meant to get stupid hot again which may prohibit extended periods at the park or even an evening jog when my other half gets home. But I know I've got to make this challenge work, because this is essentially a trial for what will become a full-time vocation in a few weeks time.

I'm taking advantage of the recently changed laws on paternity leave and will be taking September and October off in entirety, as an extension of my wife's maternity leave. Two months at home with my little one, while getting his older brother settled into his first term at school. It is something I've looked forward to ever since finding out we were expecting, and all the more so after my initial paternity leave was by and large spent living in a hospital, following the birth and subsequent surgery.

Quite how being a modern dad and taking additional paternity leave will work out remains to be seen. When push comes to shove, I can't imagine being out of the office during the busiest month of the year will make me many friends, though the timing is purely coincidental. Despite the modern world supposedly embracing equality and diversity, it will be interesting to see if putting family first will have a negative impact on future career prospects. It shouldn't, but then women of child bearing age shouldn't be discriminated against in the job market either, though regrettably it does happen.

Enough pondering about the job. My task at hand is to be daddy. September/October should be easier to maintain discipline as there will be a structure to the day, walking my eldest to and from school, providing some light exercise whilst pushing his brother in the pram. As for this week, I'll just have to be on my best behaviour, avoid the pitfalls of the food cupboards and try to ensure I'm not sat on my backside tapping away at the laptop throughout.
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Sunday, 16 June 2013

Happy Father's Day

So today is Father's Day. When I look back to my original aims for the diet this year one was very much family oriented. 
There is a new addition due in the household in February, and he along with his brother will require a daddy who is a little more mobile with a little more stamina.
Today rather puts things into focus and acts as a reminder of why I both want and need to get into better shape. Yes I want to do this for myself, but I'm also acutely aware that with responsibility for two young boys I need to take a proactive approach to my health and well being. While you can't take precaution against all medical conditions, getting my weight down and living a more active lifestyle will help in the prevention of illnesses with some association to obesity, such as diabetes.

If this line of thinking sounds a little bit heavy for a Sunday morning, particularly on a day that is supposed to be celebratory in recognition of fathers, let me explain. Like many people up and down the country, Father's Day is a bit of a bittersweet experience. I lost my dad when I young, and so inevitably my thoughts shift from time to time wondering how different things could have been if I'd been able to spend a bit more time with him, or how our relationship would have developed as I grew older. Today is even more poignant due to the fact that it was a Father's Day morning all those years ago that my dad fell ill, before being taken from us a few months later.

I was talking to my eldest about my father last night. Although he will never meet him, it is important to me that he knows about his other grandad. He knows his name, and understands that he was unwell, but I've always avoided the topic of death as it isn't something that a 4 year old should know about, and I certainly don't want to scare him into believing that he will lose his dad at the age of 9 just because I did. It came as a bit of a surprise then how the conversation unfolded.

When pressed for exactly where my dad is, as gone away was no longer a satisfactory answer, I said that he had gone to heaven. 'Like Gary?' I was asked. Puzzled and confused I asked my son to explain. 'Gary the guinea pig. He died and went to heaven.' It clicked that he was talking about a nursery pet. My son then added 'maybe your daddy and gary are friends in heaven.' A lovely thought from a 4 year old and one that put a smile back on my face, which then grew broader when asked if my dad likes carrots and cucumber like Gary!

I'm not going to dwell for too long on the past today. A small glass of whiskey last night toasted the memory of my late dad and this morning I'm back in the present playing jigsaws and changing nappies. The past won't be forgotten but my focus now is on the present, making the most of each day with my family and looking forward to a long and happy life. The diet is very much a part of that and so my father's day treat is going to be a short run around the block.

Something filled up
My heart with nothing
Someone told me not to cry

Now that I'm older
My heart is colder
And I can see that it's a lie

Children wake up
Hold your mistake up
Before they turn the summer into dust

If children don't grow up
Their bodies get bigger but their hearts get torn up
We're just a million little gods causing rains storms turning every good thing to rust

I guess we'll just have to adjust


Arcade Fire - Wake Up



 

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