I'm sitting in the departure lounge at Heathrow, waiting to board my flight to New York. I'm on my own, there are no sticky hands or snotty noses. And while I know that those hands and noses will still need wiping when I get back, I can't help but worry... About everything. The babies … Continue reading Separation Anxiety
I never thought that holding down a full time job and dealing with the twins morning and night would somehow mean I had less time to write than when I had two newborns. For some reason I thought that when I was back at work, in front of a computer for (say) eight hours a … Continue reading The Return
I guess I've always been pro-choice. As an adolescent and young adult it seemed to me to be on a list of things ‘good’ people were: like not being racist or homophobic. I know now that this was the luxury of growing up in a progressive community. In high school I had several friends who … Continue reading How infertility made me Pro-Choice
With only a few weeks left of my half of the shared parental leave it’s perhaps not surprising that a piece on the BBC about family friendly work places really struck a chord with me. The work place in question is the House of Commons. Apparently there was a motion raised to allow mothers to … Continue reading Family Friendly Workplaces?
When you’re expecting a baby there are three kinds of events: Those things that you know to expect. When you have a baby there are a lot of things that you expect (heck there’s a series of well-regarded baby manuals based on this premise). Things that if you thought about it you would have expected … Continue reading The Joy of Low Expectations
We found out we were having twins at seven weeks, but we didn’t know the genders until eighteen weeks, so we had eleven weeks of pointless discussions about the pros and cons of the different possibilities. Which would be worse: two boys or two girls? Would one of each be any better? With hindsight it … Continue reading My top 5 (fictional) Boy-Girl Twins
To call parenthood a voyage of discovery is a gross understatement. It’s more like the Hunting of the Snark: you don’t know what you’re looking for, or where to find it, and you don’t know what to do with it when you do. Things I didn’t know existed two months ago are suddenly mission-critical (attempt … Continue reading Things I didn’t know I needed