Thursday 6 May 2010

Hackney Baby!






So, this is irony. Was I going to be the first pregnant man? NO, I will leave that to the Mexicans. 3 months after this, we swapped roles and my beautiful Natasha decided to take on the role of 'fruit bearer'... I have to say I am glad she did as I dont have the tools to make a baby. With only a month to go until the little fella (or felér?) comes into the world (which, while trying to remain optimistic is a bit shit at present), things are getting extremely close. Should I Panic?





No! Cos its not panic...its excitement...joy, bewilderment, happiness, uncertainty and more. Hackney is a wash with pushchairs, dummys and tiny people crapping themselves... babys hang off babies who hang off their older 'toddler' sisters, hippies breastfeed in the park, Tescos is filled with the chorus of wailing and mothers shouting at deaf ears in despair... this my friends is a baby boom.


In Hackney it is a second push at gentrification. The middle class move in, have babies and take over all the primary schools...(dont worry Lily, the nice men at the council will let you have an education when your 18!..you can vote too if you like) then they take the secondary schools (errr are there any?)...then....well we haven't come that far yet.




I only wish to document my baby's life in Hackney via this blog. I hope I can learn something and be a good parent without being given a label as yet another young Hackney dad in his skinny jeans and stupid hat trying to raise a cool inner city child so he can go to Central St Martins and pickle a bicycle and a vicars hand in the name of Art.