Under house arrest

A single act of sex may have landed many men on the road to fatherhood. But good people do not think that being a father is that simple. True, the joys of fatherhood are immense, but trust me, checking Junior’s temperature night after night to processing complicated emotions with Myra are not in my list of preferred activities. Those, however, are not my only worries.

Junior has suddenly realised that he can make good use of his limbs. Call it crawling or learning how to walk. It means one thing to me; herding the little rascal around the house day and night. You see childproofing a house is not that easy. Please note that I’m dealing with a tiny fellow whose brain capacity is expanding by the day while mine...well ..., is slowing down. And so Junior crawls not just on the floor, but on the staircase, the sofa and the bed as well. As usual, Myra has been doing all the reading about the hazards and has been quick to point out all the changes I need to make to create a child friendly home.