Life of a triplet Dad

Imagine the silence in the room during the scan the moment the midwife told us that mummy’s tummy had 3 little monsters in and not the 1 we were a. planning & b. expecting! Anyway fast forward through the pregnancy, sleepless nights, house move to accommodate the fact that mummy was growing a small army in her tummy etc. and we get to the point that we had accepted what was about to happen to us, just about! With our new found optimism our focus turned to hoping that each of the little monsters would be healthy and have no complications as they were going to be premature and complication are not uncommon in multiple pregnancies. With a huge amount of luck and the best medical care the NHS co

With the Launch of Suicide Squad this week there’s been a lot of focus on all things super hero/ villain in our house. Threenager wants to be Iron Man, Thor, Batman or some sort of amalgamation of all 3 and Triplet Mummy insists on watching Thor over and over again, apparently the story line is good, huh really?!?!?!? All this super hero stuff got me thinking, would I like to be a super hero? Hell everyone loves a superhero story. There's nothing more satisfying than a win for the good guys. It feels right, it's fun, and who couldn’t love that Tony Stark and his cheeky demeanour. Well if I’m honest...superheroes annoy me. They tend to be more super irrational and bumbling than super heroic.