Don’t be misled by the headline. The boy only hit the ten-month mark today, although he did celebrate by crawling – and having his first dump in the toilet. There was a strong (read loud) warning, and he was held, but, still, credit where credit’s due.
The steps the headline refers to are my first three days as a stay-at-home dad. So far, so good. Austin is happy. Mum is happy. Come 6pm Dad was not holding a gin and tonic. These are all good signs.
The secret, I gladly admit, is Kate’s previous and considerable hard work. Austin wakes at 6.30am, sleeps from 8.30am to 10.30am and then from 1.00pm to 3.00pm. Even if he wakes during these times, our little champ will lie in his cot and talk to himself. These windows are very important. They allow for household chores . They also allow for self-indulgence. Today it was a DVD. The day before Stick Cricket.
The important bit, I know, is to master the waking hours – the right activities, new sights and sounds, and developing his feeding and moving capabilities. Surely a guy can handle this stuff…and without reading a book? Stay tuned - we're about to find out.
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I'm Philip Clark. In January 2009 my wife Kate and I returned to Sydney after three-and-a-half years in London. In tow was our son, Austin, then nine months. Fast forward two weeks and we had found the perfect house - with Kate the first to land a great job.
We were lucky enough to be in a position to choose that one of us would be at home with the boy. That someone, of course, was me. It was something I'd always want to have a crack at. It was an experience I wouldn't change for the world.
Things have moved on since then. Roles are reversed. Kate is now at home with boys one and two, while I'm suited up and at the office. The stories remain, however, and here you'll find almost all there is to know about my nine months at home with Austin.
For anything else, you can find me here.
We were lucky enough to be in a position to choose that one of us would be at home with the boy. That someone, of course, was me. It was something I'd always want to have a crack at. It was an experience I wouldn't change for the world.
Things have moved on since then. Roles are reversed. Kate is now at home with boys one and two, while I'm suited up and at the office. The stories remain, however, and here you'll find almost all there is to know about my nine months at home with Austin.
For anything else, you can find me here.
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