Day 116 or “The Day Stormy Discovers that ‘I am the Boss of Her’”

I think it’s unfair that dad’s generally get criticised when their children dress badly. Like, when she’s dressed nicely with pretty bows in her hair, Mummy did it, but when she’s wearing socks with sandals, it’s…

Day 127 or “The Day I Fall Asleep in a Restaurant”

Day 100

I look at those 3 numbers above and I am honestly surprised. 100 days seems like an eternity and yet have gone past so quickly. What surprises me the most is how much I’m loving it. I would be lying if I didn’t say that part of me would like it to continue. It’s a very small part, but it’s there. In honor of such…

Day 126 or “The Day Stormy ‘Rarghs’ at Dinosaurs”

Day 125 or “The Day We Watch Zootopia Again”

Stormy is the one to get me out of bed this morning. It’s a Friday and all I want to do is sleep in. However, the downside to a routine is that it’s routine. To be fair, that’s also its upside. No changes today.

Day 112

You know you’re getting old when you spend your birthday just like any other day. And enjoy it.

Day 109

Recovering from surgery and raising a child do not go well together. Stormy comes into my room at some point during the night and promptly…

Day 117 or “The Day Stormy Discovers Why Kangaroo’s Jump In Front of Cars”

I spend about 2 hours, while Stormy is still asleep, crafting her birthday invitations. Somehow I manage to incorporate her requirements for Batman, Fairies, Lego and Elsa. I think they come out pretty…

Day 113

I wake up in significant pain today. Although technically I wake multiple times during the night in pain. Stormy is incredibly well behaved and helpful. To the point of putting on my shoes when I struggle to bend down. She even remembers why the pain has gotten worse today. Although, from her own perspective.

Day 103

I wake this morning to find that Stormy has migrated from her bed to mine. There’s a momentary realisation that I have lost the sense of joy I had when my wife originally left, when I had an entire bed to myself, and replaced it with a sense of wonder. Wonder at exactly how little bed a grown man needs and how…