Having seen my wife’s blog post about her first time traveling alone with our frisky three year old daughter, I’ve decided I will share my side of the story. The husband, left soaked in tears, I mean rain :-), in the airport.

Ok, now, first of all, we usually travel together, as a family. Even with two sets of hands and four sets of eyes, Sio is incredibly slippery and I knew for a fact, based on past experiences that at some point in the journey, she would give up on walking. She’s now three, perfectly capable of handling herself but when she says no, that’s it.


Well, not physically. (Obviously) We are prone to forgetting that while our many symptoms as pregnant women are felt by us first hand,  our partners are experiencing it too and not less strongly, just differently. Be mindful I speak of supportive and committed partners, not ‘baby daddies‘. We may find that we underestimate what a man goes through when the woman he loves goes through this trying time.  (more…)