K turns 12 on Saturday and that blows my mind!
Tag: ftm father
Update.
Long time, no actual update hey?
When time stretches between updates, I feel guilty. Like I owe this blog an explanation.
Life as a Dad is still going strong – K is turning 12 this month and boy, can we tell! Emotional rollercoaster is an understatement. We’re constantly having big chats, allowing him to become the master of his own actions/reactions while gently steering him toward stronger emotional intelligence. It’s a big thing – especially when on occasion I don’t feel like I have my shit together, emotionally speaking! haha.
Major dramas with regard to friendship circles, sorting out social hierarchies and navigating hormones alongside the looming High School thing has K on edge a lot. Family time helps, but we’re noticing he’s electing to do “his own thing” a lot more these days.
My favorite time is when we get up in the mornings, I’ll go and make my Wife and I coffee and by the time I come back, K is usually snuggled in our bed alongside our (rather large) dog and my Wife, happily chatting and snuggling.
I feel blessed to still have these moments with him, while he still thinks we’re the bee’s knees haha. He’s such an amazing human.
So yeah, we bought a house. It’s terrifying and exciting all at once and I’m just about frozen with fear. We move in a month and the rental is currently scattered with boxes and cleaning supplies, with a few boxes already sealed up and labelled. My Wife is like a well oiled machine with regard to moving; she’s done it so many times.
To (almost) have ticked off the entire reason why we moved rurally is mind blowing. Our property backs onto bushland and a creek, and it’s ¼ of an acre of land so enough to have a few chooks and a nice large vegetable patch. Exactly what we were aiming for.
Just working my ass off to pay for it, and managing my own insecurities/depression/anxiety, whilst trying to be the best Husband and Father I possibly can be.
Hey there, I’m saving up for a freetom prostethic the 4 in 1 7″ and I’m having trouble deciding what harness will keep it in place. Do you have any suggestions?
Hey there,
To be frank I’d avoid the freetom. It was just too large to do anything besides fuck with, for me anyway. Having a giant sausage in your pants becomes awkward and convenient for packing purposes.
But I found that using tight briefs gave me the best chances of actually being able to pack with it 🙂
I can see that I have messages to respond to and I’ll get to them ASAP.
We made an offer on a house and it’s been accepted so I’m busily freaking out and dealing with the purchasing process.
Contracts yet to be signed but we fucking did it! 💑🏡💃
We totally went to K’s high school induction last week. We figured it would be us all sitting in an auditorium with a plethora of other parents and potential students, listening to some kind of presentation.
Well – that was what my Wife and I did.
But upon arrival, we were told “students go this way, parents the other and you’ll meet up for the tour at the end”. Cue panicked looks between my Wife and I, and a very meek K being led away by a year 7 student.
We entered this grand old ornate hall (this place looks like fucking Hogwarts) and got delivered an informative and lengthy presentation.
By the end of it, I was eager to see where K was and if he was freaking out. Our tour group met up with our kids and I saw he was grinning from ear to ear, sitting with three other boys. He’d obviously made friends. He didn’t even stay near us for the tour, electing instead to forge ahead with his newfound mates.
In one hour, this place had taken my quite shy little boy and turned him into a little adult! We were impressed. K was beside himself with excitement about the facilities.
We submitted the application today, and interviews begin next week.
Please cross your fingers he gets in.
Schools around here are absolutely abhorrent, to the point where graduates can’t even read. I don’t want that for my kid. He needs this opportunity.
We’re going to K’s high school induction next week. He’s still in primary school currently, but applications start this year and the induction is compulsory.
It’s freaking us all out, I think!
Schools around here are lacking, to put it mildly. We’ve been researching for years and have settled on a private school out of area, which is interesting as both my Wife and I were educated publicly (me only in high school) and we don’t particularly value the religious elements of private institutions here.
Nevertheless, this school has amazing curriculum that aligns with K’s interest areas, fantastic facilities and a really good national and anecdotal ranking.
It’s also hella competitive and expensive.
K is busy experiencing all of the emotions that come with entering puberty, finishing a chapter of education and embarking on a whole new stage of life. Naturally we’ve had lengthy discussions around his fears and other concerns. We reckon his feelings are pretty damn normal – this is an intense time in anyone’s life.
So…that’s a tiny portion of what’s been going on for my little family lately. My Wife and I often sit back and discuss how thankful we are for having found one another, and marvel at our wealth of love.
I’m one lucky man and I am so grateful.
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My Wife’s niece’s Birthday Party is today.
The kids are amazing and adorable; but my Wife’s family actively dislikes both my Wife and I. We’re too “outside the box” with ideas, politics and everything else for them.
It’s super awkward; but it’s about the kids today.
Not particularly looking forward to it, I must say.
Recently my Wife was helping K move photos from his iPod to the computer in order to clear space upon his request.
Let me tell you, my kid loves to take selfies.
Out of the literal hundreds there was one stand out – K staring deadpan into the camera with a mean expression, headphones on…flipping the bird!
Naturally my Wife and I almost wet ourselves laughing.
Regardless of our hysterics, I let K know I’d prefer if he didn’t take pictures like that of himself.
Damn I had to bite my lip from laughing while doing so.
Also just briefly; y’all are going to make me solve that cryptic-selfie issue sooner than anticipated. Thanks for the follows, hope I can make it worth your while.
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