As with all of these types of things I tend to leave them to the last minute. The increased sense of pressure makes me actually get the job done rather than research the genealogy of Siamese cats on Wikipedia.
True to form, I thought I could throw something together in twenty minutes that would sum up the book and then knock off for the day and head to the pub.
After a brief comment chat with fellow Thai blogger (and all round nice person) Lani though, I got the sneaking suspicion that it would be harder then I initially thought.
Three days in and I think I’m just about there with an idea.
However, feedback would be appreciated.
Does it make you want to read more? Would you buy it based on what you read? Would you give it as a gift? Should it be like a parenting version of Thug Kitchen where I talk about the relative merits of own brand zinc-oxide cream but litter it with unnecessary profanities which somehow makes the internet go off its collective tits?
‘The first time my wife put the boy to her breast I was expecting some kind of blissful moment. There would choral music in the background.
Cherubs. I was expecting cherubs.
What I wasn’t expecting was the sound of a pig greedily working its way through a pile of wet cabbage leaves.’
Covering the initial six months of fatherhood, Being a Dad is Brilliant is an offbeat look at the experiences of a first-time dad. It come’s full of advice, anecdotes and poo jokes.
Actually, it’s mainly poo jokes if I’m honest.
Exploring such vital topics as:
When is a good time to take photos of your infant in sunglasses for instagram?
The vice like grip of the crab people – does your child have it?
What happens when babies and cats mix?
How to bathe a baby without sending them to a watery grave?
What exactly is ‘Baby Crack’?
Is it okay to just accept that you are hopelessly besotted with your child rather than blaming it on hormones?
Being a Dad is Brilliant: The TasteHitch Guide to Parenting is out next week.