Well?
How old were you when you had your first, your last?
How long had you been with your partner?
I think one could be a good alternative to chatting rubbish on here...
Well?
How old were you when you had your first, your last?
How long had you been with your partner?
I think one could be a good alternative to chatting rubbish on here...
I understand it stings a bit.
You might have a problem, seeing as how you lack some of the essential equipment.
Oh cheers druidh... pee on my bonfire in 3 posts!
I'm 33, have been with his mummy for nearly 7 years and litte 'un is 11 months. It rawks! Fact!
Even watching stung a bit.
My wife was less than impressed with the "having" bit. Once out they are OK if you can get through the first 18 weeks.
I was 38 and 40 for my two and we'd been together for 8 years. Don't want any more.
Has Mrs Yeti started looking at prams?
33, been with Mrs R about 7 years, Miss R now 5 months old. Parenthood is extremely demanding, and I couldn't care less - she's great!
Physically, I didn't feel a thing.
Emotionally, holding my first child as he opened his eyes and looked at the world for the first time is probably the most intense experience I've ever had.
And then he didn't sleep for more than 3 hours in one go for 2 years which weas another intense emotional experience.
30 for first, 35 for second and last (see above for explanation of big gap).
18 months then, 16 years now - son's 15 at the end of this month.
Awwwwesome swavis... let's have some baby stories. I'm bored as **** of isms and schisms... everyone loves a baby though.
Do you have some news to share Sammy-Louise?
xx
While my wife was in labour I banged my knee on the hospital bed.
I borrowed her gas and air and it felt much better until she punched me and demanded the return of the mask.
She got me back when our second was born - her waters broke all over my best trainers and they had to be incinerated as clinical waste.
Even watching stung a bit.
Aye. If you want to avoid perpetual night terrors, I'd advise that you stay northside.
No mini TJs around. Never wanted one.
It's great being a Dad, I absolutely love it. Not a day goes by without some small moment between my daughter and I, or my daughter and my wife, that makes me feel good.
It makes for a boring post, but it's true.
Ours is now almost 7.
Every 'first' is noted and admired. Memories of the nastiness and the pogs are erased each night at 12.01am.
Last week, for example, was his first proper pun.
Apparently, there's an evil kid called Noah in his class. Noah likes to strangle the other kiddies.
My boy called him a 'Noah Constrictor'
I'm proper proud, me.
TSY I once read that on a 'happiness scale' the happiest people in society are those that are voluntarily childless, i.e. they don't have kids and they don't want kids.
The unhappiest are those that want kids but don't/can't have them.
Between them are the 'wanted kids and have kids' who are just above those who 'didn't want kids but have kids'.
What does this tell us? Not much really other than no one can ever tell you how good or otherwise having kids is; you just have to find out for yourself.
What I would say is that you do have to give up an awful lot so you better make sure that you do really want them, otherwise it's one hell of a sacrifice!
My own experience is that I was always ambivalent about having them; I didn't 'need' to have them but then again I didn't not want to have them. My son is now two years old and I can't begin to describe how he makes me feel.
No mini TJs around. Never wanted one.
happiest people in society are those that are voluntarily childless
TJ is the happiest person in society?
Well I never.
The current state of the planet makes me think the apocolypse is coming and i feel a bit guilty about subjecting a little human to the bleak future, but it's rad! I have been with his mother 3 years and he is 5 months old. I am 31 and a half or (378 months in baby ages)
No mini TJs around
There is a God
31 and a half or (378 months in baby ages)
Took my then 3 week old daughter with my son when he went for a haircut.
Hairdresser to son: "How old is your sister?"
Boy: "Zero."
(I subsequently explained to my son that babies ages are not measured in years)
No mini TJs around. Never wanted one.
A nation breathes a quiet prayer of thanks.
Its emotionally draining, very hard work and a serious increase in responsibility - for all the right reasons.
Never been happier, and am proud of Jnr every day, from the first day he "arrived", to yesterday when he wouldnt go to sleep 'cause he wanted to see next doors fireworks.
Its seems to be one of those things thats hard (for me anyway) to convey to people who dont have kids though
*PS, its stung for me too, I pulled a calf muscle whilst watching Jnr enter the world.....
Nice one people.
No mini TJs around
I don't think there are any 'little' Hitters around.
Brilliant, awful, terrifying, fantastic.
I guess the most telling thing for me is that all the parents I know would never, given the option, go back in time and not have the kids they have.
I've got one.
Babies are rubbish, kids are great
In many ways, DezB's post sums up many men's experiences actually...
Our latest (2nd) was born at the end of May.
HRH insisted on an epidural this time round, after which it seemed pretty easy from where I was standing. And at least she got to lie down through the whole thing. I had to stand.
(
Only joking)
It's not just the mother who suffers during labour.
Apparently, if we were to experience now the same stress and trauma that a baby experiences during a natural birth it would kill most of us.
had first when I was 21, he is at uni now
had second when I was 38, she is two and is cute as a button.
was at birth of first but second ran into complications and wasn't allowed into theatre as GF was going under a general. seen notes "knife to skin at 6:07, baby born 6:11"
On a serious note - I recently faced a worrying time in my marriage and the thought of not seeing my boy every single day really (I mean REALLY) broke me up.
And I never wanted kids!
I was 42 (wife was 33) when we had our twins. They are now 2 (and a bit) and, although they are unrelentingly frustrating at times I simply cannot express how happy they make me. Just this morning they woke us early (around 6am) and got into bed with us and I just held Evie in my arms and drifted back off to sleep with her. Words can't really express the love I have for them.
The unhappiest are those that want kids but don't/can't have them
I can see how that would be true. Took me a long while to come to terms with it. Not over it, but accepting.
I cant muster words that adequately express how I feel about my 2 girls (8 and 5), almost nothing else matters, even sleep thankfully because permanent sleep depravation is one of the trade offs.
The most joyful is watching their expressions/reactions/excitement as you know they are experiencing things for the first time ever in their life - that sense of awe and excitement that we ourselves feel so rarely due to experience.
On a serious note - I recently faced a worrying time in my marriage and the thought of not seeing my boy every single day really (I mean REALLY) broke me up.
Non pour Moi & MrsBouy. We've chatted about it for sure, some conversations were/have been less constructive, but both of us are happy childless at the moment anyhoo's.. MrsBouys "inner" clock is most definetly chiming a loud bell though, so if we do it'll be in the next few years, which will probably be about right in our little world.
Bikebouys Sis though has 4, set out early on in life to have 4 and got it all over and done with sharpish.. All at uni now (my God!) and doing extreemly well indeedy.
I sometimes feel like I've missed some sort of boat, though to be fair to me I've never wanted children with anyone else except MrsBouy, so if thats right for me then I'm a happy Bouy indeedy.
I was going to start this comment by stating "they're ok but couldn't eat a whole one" but for some reason my fingers seem to be typing my inner thoughts instead of jokeybloie typo...
Hmmmmmm
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