If society has normalised the act of Googling “rate my
newborn’s poo” then the future of this world may not be as rosy as I would have
envisaged for my son. But surely it wasn’t only my 4-week-old who could harness
enough physical pressure within to paste a mustard-coloured smear from singlet
bottom to neck? And surely I wasn’t the only one up at 3am humouring my curiosity.
As it turned out, I wasn’t. Well more accurately, I wasn’t
the first to compare his pooing ability to that of other babies. For the search
immediately bore fruit...I found the answer on a blog; a daddy blog, of all
things, and complete with diagram. (See: "unsolved crime")
This was my introduction to daddy blogging. My wife and I
had read the literature; we were well versed on the different positions for
breast-feeding, the need to read to our babies from an early age, the secrets
to getting our baby into a sleeping/feeding routine ASAP. But the blog offered
something different; an honest perspective that was realistic, frank and
enjoyable to read.
So, readers, here I am, to put my own two-bobs worth into the
parenting blogosphere. Like a four-wheeled pram from one of those fancy
manufacturers, I aim to be reliable, good to look at, but with a mind of my
own. Without purporting to be Hemingway, readers may, on occasion, need to look
beyond the poor writing, for the message or story that lies within the words.
But my main aim is to be entertaining, be somewhat useful,
and to let other would-be fathers know that ... whatever they’re Googling, they’re
not alone.
First, introductions.
The cast
Narrator ...... Dan (the dad)
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