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Nighter ... The

Or almost ... Pile of bottles in the evening, crying, wailing and crying again. The Little Prince, just one month and claimed it's not yet time. A twist your eardrums. The neighbors must be served through us. A little resistance then bibi So, there it tonight to calm him down. It's hot.

brief respite at midnight. The house sleeps, I want to hang out in the corridors of the net, his head under the fan. I go to bed. I do not sleep right away.

The night will be tasty. Waking up at 1:00 in the fanfare of sirens angel. Nature does things well. Crying baby are designed to wake up and put parents on edge, really tortured by their little one without waking up the big brothers, whatever their intensity.

hunger tormented him as if he had not had to eat for days! Again it's not yet time. Whatever. Do not pinaillons. Serve this little ogre.

distribution of milk from the living room couch, watching TV snug, not to sleep or pick up a lumbago. I'm bibi in Band "night." Madame is responsible for the installment "very early morning," at 5:00 am. This is our little arrangement quite honest. I like the slice "night" is one where we went back to bed after a bottle! Important that ...

Tele therefore, keeps me awake during the bibi properly, provided you do not be too hard on programs. Between midnight and two o'clock, then the series of reports on TF1, France 5 on the trip, the Second World War on Arte (endless war in this channel), reruns on various channels of DTT without forgetting the two pitiful " nanars "erotic series of Z-80s. After 3:00 it's indigence Television's most complete. Hunt small game on TF1, with techniques lookout. It's hypnotic. On TNT, AB production is taking power. Helen and the boys version and version Fac holidays, neighbors, Muscled ...... finally it all what.

Ending a bibi took too greedily. First small roast, a few minutes of patience to start digestion and return to the cradle.

The Merchant of sand is not ironed, the traitor, after a roast a spin, so a new shower and a bed set to change completely. Mom is on deck to go. Bravo.

course worthy of a hiccup record book shows up. I think back to Murphy's Law, buttered toast his ... Hiccups Baby is the gadfly, the troublemaker redormir in peace.

we go again, It quickly two hours, indulge with a little help for the return of sleep. Do not do it? Happened to three little ogre, believe me, we rock!

Almost three in the morning. I he changes his diapers, I borders. He sleeps ... I go back to bed. Around 6:00

I awake I know .... for a new bottle, that Mrs. So my wife will. Wait your turn!

For now I am off, so it goes, but some time it will be difficult with the recovery. Fortunately it's not every night like this.

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protects health record, it's ugly.

is a fashion must have ten years. I mean a girl thing, something moms. Protects the health record. Absolutely essential after "Fashion Mom". A must. One must have in its list of birth. The friends of Mrs. ask you the question, almost worried, you thought to protect health records? -

It seems as useful as a sterilizer or a stroller. Essential that I tell you something !..... what Mom ....

In fact it is a horror. A summit of bad taste. When a father shows up at the doctor with toddlers by the arm and the famous health records he looks for what? huh? I'll tell me! Well a jerk!

No, but you saw the face of these items? Garish colors, the ruffles, animal heads all ugly! Most discrete-candy pink are for girls, blue for boys firecracker!

And now this gadget triple the volume of the book, which suddenly exceeds the diaper bag or jacket. As you mark it even faster!

And the worst part is that this horror protects nothing! Instead, the original cover of the book is slipping away even faster, snatched in the year by the famous "protects notebook" weighs his weight and that needs to take out of the bag. A mess I tell you.

Not really dad's got to do something there!

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Slice of life of a daddy 2

I wonder if this blog should not be called simply "slice of life of a Dad ". I think of it. So much to say in this area and especially from this perspective. There is still a risk, that of writing banalities about fatherhood, about family life. Too bad I take the risk.

I do not remember who said that today's fathers are the new adventurers of modern times. That may be true. The way we are today Daddy seems very different from our fathers and light years from that of our grandfathers. The major theorists of child development, Winnicott, Dolto etc., were based on family patterns that exist virtually today. Dads have changed significantly since at least twenty years and this is not a scoop.

It is certainly true of the social milieu in which I move. Around my friends and colleagues-dads that combine work and family life, sharing household chores with Madame (more or less, no exaggeration!), Cooking, child rearing. But who bathe their babies, changing diapers, getting up during the night for the bibis, read stories, go to the pediatrician.

Dads today are a few moms in some cases. Let psychologists supposedly tragic consequences of these developments. Anyway Dad can sometimes appear to be a second job, with its daily obligations, its high responsibilities, his salary (payroll is done in kisses, the universal currency runs very stable)

What moms do not feel neglected at this stage of reading, I do a little deliberately did not talk about it.

Being a father is an adventure. May sometimes be experienced as a big sacrifice. There are days of the blues like that. But finally it is perhaps the blow to speak with a touch of humor in describing this or that anecdote paramount in my life dad.

This blog is therefore likely to evolve and take a few steps from lobby municipal kindergarten. I thought ...

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Slice of life of a dad. Episode 1

The Free time is scarce for a father of three boys. There are four or five minutes for yourself lying here and there during the day, but it's never enough. It's a race against time when a father is both a self-serious, any less present. There is a mom who shares the daily tasks with excellence that makes his job as mom, but in the end did not it either, free time. Of course this is true for the father is also mum.

So we need to know to appreciate the quiet moments. They counted on the fingers of one hand. He must think a few seconds to remember where to hide these havens of peace. There's so little! There

break pee / poop in the toilet, the last refuge of the father in search of calm. There are also bathroom break (in the same spirit as the toilet). That said, while Dad three children will confirm that even in the citadel of the crapper, there is someone to bother you. The smallest of the three generally.

Not bad as the car paused, once you ran like crazy to accompany No. 1 and No. 2 in school. Is the break "trip to the job." Not always serene.

Sometimes you have to flee. Well, it's not the big fugue eh, it's just history to fetch bread and blow five minutes. It's important five minutes with yourself. Because when it's five at home, being alone with oneself is the great luxury, very rare a moment it must taste.

There is also this blessed moment of all parents, or where the toddlers are going to sleep ... after pee, brush teeth, history, scraping back, the kiss, the hug, a glass of water, re-pee ... It is usually near 9:00 p.m. .... PHEW!

And for the dad that I am, there's the late night in summer open windows. The whole house is sleeping soundly. There will be a bottle in two or three hours but no matter, there is silence, the quiet time just me. To read, write, listen to music blogger. Moment of grace. O time, suspend your flight ...