With just a couple of days to go until our due date, Mrs A and I spent the weekend trying to hurry things along a bit, while also trying to wrap up some of the DVD box sets we have been watching in case we don't get time to finish them after the Spawn arrives...
Hence we were out for a curry on Saturday night and went for a long walk the next day, neither of which seem to have provoked any sort of rumblings... And yes, there are other things you can do to hurry things along, but if you think I'm going to write about them in a public blog you've got another think coming! So I'm back at work today, laying out pages and generally trying to get as much done as possible just in case I get The Call.
Mrs A is getting pretty tired at the moment, which seems to result in a lot of spontaneous sofa snoozes, whereas I'm just twitchy. I hate waiting for things which are outside my control, it's a source of constant frustration, and I'm just anxious for everything to get underway...
Running a regional newspaper is a full-time job, involving long hours, commitments in the local community and a general inability to ever switch off . Just like being a father. Juggling the two should be fun then...
What's it all about?
I've been a journalist for almost 20 years, and in that time I've jumped out of planes, interviewed Prime Ministers and visited warzones, all of which is a piece of cake in comparison to being a new dad. This is me, desperately trying to juggle my role as local newspaper editor with my impending responsibilities as a new father, and determined not to fail at either. D-day is May 23, and after that, nothing will be the same again...
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