This month marks a pretty monumental time for Huxley and us, his parents. Maternity leave is over for the OH and we have decided to entrust Hux to Nursery/day care for 2 days a week starting the 18th January. *nervous face*. A big beginning that we’re both pretty apprehensive about, as expected, but something that we feel will be good for him.

The process started last September when we applied for the placement (bit late) but luckily they had space and accepted us with open arms. *Hugs* The location of the Nursery is in the city centre and adjoining one of the beautiful parks Norwich is graced with. It’s almost a Harry Potter platform 9 3/4 situation as a lot of people do not even know it’s there. A charming setting I must admit. We have friends who speak very positively of the place and this only confirmed our beliefs it was the correct choice for us.

The manager Stella kindly gave us a tour and I felt a little like Charlie Bucket walking into Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. No lie. Its dazzling coloured walls akin to a rainbow being sick and things hanging everywhere look the perfect setting for any child to play and learn. An ethos they live by…Learning should be fun. Agreed.

Whilst being shown around we got to tour the different aged rooms Huxley will progress through whilst there: Jellybabes, Jellytots, Rainbow Room and finally Creepy Crawlies. We got an example of the fascinating journals they produce for each individual, including photos of him playing, new experiences and his general progression. Very detailed we both found this endearing and a key piece for the memories box.

December started and we all attended several ‘settling in’ days which overall have been a success, minus an episode of hand, foot and mouth. Thinking about it, I might set up a list of illnesses for a bingo like game. I saw far too many snotty nosed kids whist visiting. Doesn’t bode well when they are wiping their bodily liquids everywhere for another kid to come along and lick. *Insert randomly generated cold*

So that’s it, the big day will be next week when his first full day will come. I expect tears and that’s not discounting me. Lets give him a month to settle in and I’m sure I’ll have some tales to tell.

How did you find the first day of nursery and leaving your child? Were their tears?


‘Guess who’s back, Guess who’s back, Guess who’s back, La La La’ *Sung in the rhythm of Eminem’s song Without Me.

HAPPY NEW YEAR – ‘Out with the old and in with the new’, as they say.

I am back with a BOOOM. Fully recharged batteries and bursting with fresh ideas for the blog. Firstly, I hope everyone reading this had a jolly good X-mas; ate too much, drank too much and spent more time sitting on their arse watching films than being out of the house! That’s exactly what I did and i don’t feel one ounce of guilt for it.

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X-mas Day Dilemma…

Where to spend X-mas?! A question that has been bounded about for months already. Everyone wanting to be prepared if they are cooking lunch for extra people but mainly enquiring/arguing over time they will get to spend with their new grandchild, nephew, cousin.

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“On the first Day of Christmas my true love gave to me, A blue, foam beer holder”. If this is true then you are in the right place, but regardless, all dads/men/beer devotees listen up…
I am very lucky to be working in collaboration with Beer52. Who’s that you ask? Beer52 is the UK’s largest craft beer club providing discoveries from ALL around the planet. Craft beers are now big business and with the rise of the microbreweries the market is aloft with beautiful, experimental but down right tasty, flavoursome beers & ales. In joining Beer52 you can share their passion all from the comfort of your own armchair! Yes, you read that correctly. *Insert beer cheers emoji*  

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Month 8 Madness…

Before Huxley was born, me and the OH would look forward and think: “Jeez, Hux will be 5 months old when I hit my 31st birthday” and “Hux might actually have some teeth before Christmas” but finally “Huxley will be 8 months old around Christmas”. We made these comments all whilst mid was through pregnancy and now it’s here! *screams* If nothing else children really do put the foot down on the accelerator and speed up time. How he is 8 months old already and nearly a toddler is really beyond me, but here we all are.

This month see’s Huxley turning into a crawling, talking, waving, eating machine.

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A note to expecting Dads…

As a new father, I fully expected things to be pretty full on after the birth and nothing will compare. Thrust into a world of the unknown you have a new dependant that will take up all your time (and money). Looking back its quite a blur as the days bled into each other and months mixed themselves up. I’m giving these views 8 months down the line.

5 things that I experienced as a new father and a gentle warning of things to expect to any prospecting dads out there.

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