Its always a rewarding time when tpm sees the 'fruits' of his labours...yes indeed, I was there at the joyous birth of my offspring. I have the stretch marks to prove it! Both occasions were immensely proud times in an otherwise satisfactory, if not brilliantly outstanding epoch. The glow of pride,emanating from the then young fizzog was enough to light up Blackpool illuminations for a whole season!
I look back now and remember those instants when the world was blessed by the entry of tpm's daughters! If one could see into the future, maybe read a few tea leaves! - a dying art form- what a thrill it would have been to see how well they have matured and grown.
To recap, the eldest is a successful and completely gorgeous midwife. Gorgeous is my adjective, it bears no resemblance, no connection to the arts and designs of a midwife per se. Though I believe it takes a particular type of person to deal with childbirth in others, and an even more peculiar type of person to actually give birth.A well earned, hard laboured four year 'degree' in pain! PAIN?...I am led to believe, that if one were to dare ask women how much pain they are in during labour, most women would just say, "A LOT!" Ho humm!
I recall being present at both conception, ("eeuuuwww daddy!, gross, too much information "! ) and birth of my 'stirrings' and the abuse reigned at me during those 'short, fast pantings' by their dear mother was nothing short of appalling, unnecessary and most unlady like! It would perhaps have been more beneficial for the p(r)antings to have been used for breathing rather than hurling that ungrateful and most definitely unwarranted abuse in my direction.
Whoopsa daisy, I digressed again..(that'll be the meds kicking in again), having actually been involved in the pleasure, ho humm. I suppose I should have been involved in the pain? Though at this juncture, I need to admit that I actually never felt a thing, twinge, whince or whatever. Thats for another day..My second truly scrumptious offering is a remarkable academic who has managed to achieve a '1st class honours', a 'masters' and now is hunting down her next 'victim', the Ph.D. 'Needles' as she has recently been aka'd, is at the same time,busy creating a 'cottage industry' in knitting scarves, gloves and hats.
How much of what these two fabulous specimens of womanhood have achieved is down to my 'genes', will rightly be open to scrutiny, examination, discussion, dissemination, but never 'villification'.What they will achieve in the future is limitless, and as long as they remember the 'oh so small part' their father played and take care of me as I decay into a darkened brown-stained old 'pot', with a wayward, meandering spout,I will be truly contented!
To be clear, I seek no public gratification, reward or any such like honour for my efforts. I embrace my girls to the 21st Century world and am absolutely convinced they will play a huge part in it.Cheers, I raise my cup and affirm that TPM is a proud meister!
All those in favour say "Aye".."The Ayes have it, the Ayes have it". These two may well and truly be hung around one's neck like medals for all the world to see and wish that they had had what I have!
Ho humm...so glad I'm a teapot!..xx..
I look back now and remember those instants when the world was blessed by the entry of tpm's daughters! If one could see into the future, maybe read a few tea leaves! - a dying art form- what a thrill it would have been to see how well they have matured and grown.
To recap, the eldest is a successful and completely gorgeous midwife. Gorgeous is my adjective, it bears no resemblance, no connection to the arts and designs of a midwife per se. Though I believe it takes a particular type of person to deal with childbirth in others, and an even more peculiar type of person to actually give birth.A well earned, hard laboured four year 'degree' in pain! PAIN?...I am led to believe, that if one were to dare ask women how much pain they are in during labour, most women would just say, "A LOT!" Ho humm!
I recall being present at both conception, ("eeuuuwww daddy!, gross, too much information "! ) and birth of my 'stirrings' and the abuse reigned at me during those 'short, fast pantings' by their dear mother was nothing short of appalling, unnecessary and most unlady like! It would perhaps have been more beneficial for the p(r)antings to have been used for breathing rather than hurling that ungrateful and most definitely unwarranted abuse in my direction.
Whoopsa daisy, I digressed again..(that'll be the meds kicking in again), having actually been involved in the pleasure, ho humm. I suppose I should have been involved in the pain? Though at this juncture, I need to admit that I actually never felt a thing, twinge, whince or whatever. Thats for another day..My second truly scrumptious offering is a remarkable academic who has managed to achieve a '1st class honours', a 'masters' and now is hunting down her next 'victim', the Ph.D. 'Needles' as she has recently been aka'd, is at the same time,busy creating a 'cottage industry' in knitting scarves, gloves and hats.
How much of what these two fabulous specimens of womanhood have achieved is down to my 'genes', will rightly be open to scrutiny, examination, discussion, dissemination, but never 'villification'.What they will achieve in the future is limitless, and as long as they remember the 'oh so small part' their father played and take care of me as I decay into a darkened brown-stained old 'pot', with a wayward, meandering spout,I will be truly contented!
To be clear, I seek no public gratification, reward or any such like honour for my efforts. I embrace my girls to the 21st Century world and am absolutely convinced they will play a huge part in it.Cheers, I raise my cup and affirm that TPM is a proud meister!
All those in favour say "Aye".."The Ayes have it, the Ayes have it". These two may well and truly be hung around one's neck like medals for all the world to see and wish that they had had what I have!
Ho humm...so glad I'm a teapot!..xx..
1 comment:
Very touching my dear tpm. Whilst I cannot disagree with your wholly biassed slant on both gorgeous and needles, for they are truly ickle gems to behold and wonder at. I am concerned about your recent, (although perhaps more deeply seated than at first plain to the casual reader)obsession with dangley bits. From the wretched drawstring to the "medallions" of ones chest and beyond...("eeuuuwww daddy!, more information than is needed"! cries Gorgeous) .
I believe that I might be able to offer counselling in this reagard which has proven to be of great efect with my own eldest lad, Hirrani, cut them off! Out of sight out of mind, Cut them off! I say.
This more serious side to tpm is of great interest to the regular readers as it takes the lid off an otherwise untapped well of the "life experience". Hitherto untouched(a little touched may best describe some of the experiences within) and henceforth (to be regarded by many as) "reference to life and parenthood" itself. I'm sure that these works will be both enlightening and humorous enough to quaff many a well made brew to accompanied by mrs. tpm's Victoria
sponge. Ahh Bliss!
I look forward to the acute embarrassment of Gorgeous and Needles throughout the "telling" Their response I'm sure will be as if not more readworthy although will I'm sure require a censorship note.
Ho humm he'll wish he had indeed been a teapot.
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