It is sometimes difficult to distinguish between fact and fiction when it comes to what we can and can’t eat during pregnancy. You hear old wives’ tales, information from different countries which can often be different to our guidance, and stories from different generations about ‘back in our day…'
And it can be confusing!
Like a child, whenever somebody shouts my name I assume I’m in trouble. So, when my wife called me into the living room, I was instantly tense.
‘She’s spotted the spaghetti stain on the carpet’ I thought to myself as I trudged to the couch.
She didn’t look mad, but that could have been a smokescreen. I’ve fallen for that one before.
For me, fatherhood spelled fear.
I’d always known my partner wanted children. I locked that knowledge away in my mind, filed under ‘Distant Concerns’. The idea brought up too many issues, too many worries which I was afraid to face head-on. So away they went.
For years I was able to dodge the subject while we got our ducks in a row. The timing had to be perfect. Stable relationship, check. Good jobs, check. Own home, check. The ducks were forming an orderly line. Damn ducks.
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