It’s funny the things that can trigger off a series of thoughts and emotions. It’s hard to know for sure, but I think that on this occasion I think a few of things came together: an article from a funeral director asking people to stand an pay respects if they see a cortege as with the COVID-19 restrictions the actual funeral ceremony is rather sparse (this in turn prompted a strange dream which let me in an odd mood for the day); seeing my neighbour and his son putting up a pergola; and assembling a Raspberry-Pi based project!
My wife and I just hit our fifteen year wedding anniversary (and seventeen years together), which prompted me to reflect on our shared journey. Fifteen years sounds like a long time but in a lot of ways it feels like the blink of an eye.
It has been an eventful fifteen (or seventeen) years! During this time I’ve lost a Dad, gained a new Dad, we had three amazing kids, two painful miscarriages, moved house three times, bought a trailer tent, upsized to a caravan, started a salsa teaching company, had various job/career changes, and started home educating.
This post has been in the back of my mind for a while….
I’ve had many conversations on sexism and feminism, and one question that I’ve noticed often comes up (when having conversations with other men) is “what about holding a door open for a woman? Is that sexist?”
Men holding doors open for women is just one of the things that society teaches us to do from a young age.
Last night I went to the Men’s Circle run by Andy Clubley-Moore. I’ll admit that I was a little apprehensive about going for a number of reasons (one of which is my general preference towards mixed groups).
We kicked off with a cuppa and a chat, and then Andy outlined the plan for the evening. First up was starting off a sourdough culture. The circle is going to be an ongoing, regular event, and I’m looking forward to some bread from the culture at future circles :-).
word of the year
I really thought we’d meet you. With the three successful pregnancies that preceded the first miscarriage, I really thought that this time things would be ok. Yes, I know probability doesn’t work like that. But still, I felt that we would meet you. That’s not to say that there wasn’t worry (boy was there worry!), but ultimately I really thought that this time would be ok.
Once again, I’m grieving.
Thanks to my wife, we discovered Hand in Hand Parenting a while back and did their starter class. This proved to be a great thing and precipitated some pretty big changes that have improved our family life. Hand in Hand gives a set of tools for parenting, including one focussed on parents: listening partnerships.
The basic idea of listening partnerships is that it is a safe place to share and explore your feelings.
Note: this post was written a couple of years ago (before I even had a blog to publish to!)…
Picture this: We’re away camping and I’m stood in the middle of a field with a cup of coffee in my hand while my 4 year old daughter is sat on a composting toilet doing her business. Holy crap, this is the life! I mean, what does it take to even be able to aspire to this?
the little things
…about you. I love how immensely passionate you get about things
I love your strong sense of injustice
I love your belief in the good in people
I love you for keeping me honest
I love you for your desire to make the world a better place
I love you for sticking with me even when I’m not giving you what you need
I love you for filling forms out for me because you know how much I hate them
Dear child that I never got to meet.
The smiles I will never see, the hugs I will never have.
1 in 5 pregnancies results in miscarriage. Yet no-one talks about it. Most common in the first three months. Which is the point where no-one talks about being pregnant. And if you’ve not told people you’re pregnant, well… how do you bring up that you lost the baby?
Welcome to justsomebloke where I intend to share various ramblings.
In my professional life I have found that blogging/speaking etc are great ways to make yourself work something out. The process of working out how to articulate something helps to me figure out what it is I’m thinking or feeling, and helps me to understand it.
My only real goal as I set up this blog is to help me work through/think through things.