#WorldFSHDDay 2018

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I decided a couple of years ago that I should talk about my Muscular Dystrophy on the blog. It was something that I had briefly mentioned in my posts in passing but not in detail until people began to express an interest in it after meeting me at a blogging event, and seeing for themselves how it affects me.

Since then it has become a topic that I continue to talk about on here and I am always really proud of that.

Although many people may have heard of Muscular Dystrophy not many have heard of the particular strand that I had. FSHD gets its name because of the type of progressive loss of all skeletal muscle, where weakness is usually noticeable across facial (facio), back (scapula), and upper arm (humeral) muscles.

Throughout the last couple of years I have tried to show my readership the highs and lows of living with it and bring a wider awareness of this horrible disease.

Father's Day: Simple Pleasures with Royal Mail

A day that many enjoy is coming and it always makes me feel a little bitter sweet; Father’s day. A day to celebrate being a dad or at least it is meant to be.

Royal Mail did a survey about Father’s Day and came back with some interesting answers!

 “Simple pleasures such as a meal out with the family, hugs from their children and receiving a Father’s Day card are the top three ways to make the perfect Father’s Day, according to new research from Royal Mail. 

·         But, despite these findings, its survey of 2,000 UK dads found that they were most likely to receive generic gifts such as beer (32 per cent), socks (29 per cent) and aftershave (24 per cent) this Father’s Day. And, if previous experience is anything to go by, around one in four (23 per cent) can expect a “World’s Greatest Dad” mug for the shelves this June 17!”

William was born in 2009 and becoming a dad was an amazing thing. What I thought and what life was actually like was a wake-up call to a reality that I don’t think anyone could prepare me for.

When James was born in 2011 I thought I had “mastered” this parenting thing only to find that he wasn’t going to be exactly that same as Will. What worked for one definitely didn’t work for another; this was a whole new parenting game and, once again, taught me more to be a dad that a “zoo keeper” of just making sure that they were fed, watered and happy.

It was shortly after James was born that their mum and I separated. I look back now and openly admit that I wasn’t the husband, father or man that I should have been and it has only taken time and hindsight to realise that.

BIC Shaving Club - Dishevelled Dad's

I was going through my Facebook memories the other day and the photos of the possibly logo for this blog came up.

I remember at that time there were many suggestions how it should look. The blog, as it has always been, was about my life and everything around it. It didn’t seem right for me to feature the boys or as the “standard” family logo that you see many have because my blog can be quite diverse; it is literally anything, as the title suggests, that is in my thoughts.