Category Archives: Pop Psychology

Jumping through adoption hoops

My parents sat me down. “Son,” said my dad, “your mother has something important to tell you.” I looked from my father to my mother. My mother took a deep breath and then dropped a bombshell. “You’re adopted.” “I can’t … Continue reading

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Reflections of an adoptive dad

It’s 9am on a busy weekday morning. Jean, my wife, is sick and I’m in charge. I get everything with a face out of the house to give her some space. I’m holding two leashes (one is attached to the … Continue reading

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Party pack politics – where is my goodie bag?

The kids have chased each other around the garden, they’ve sung Happy Birthday and eaten the cake. It’s now my worst time of the party – saying goodbye to the birthday child’s mom. I dread it because I know that … Continue reading

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Dads must stop the wussification of society (part 2)

 Dangerous Thing Number One: Play with Fire Khwezi, a PS2 control in hand, is slamming into virtual cars when I toss him a box of matches. “Let’s have some real fun,” I say. “Let’s burn stuff.” We go outside and … Continue reading

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Dads must make a stand against the wussification of society

“Khwezi,” I said, throwing my son the car keys, “there comes a time in every young man’s life when his father teaches him to drive.” Khwezi’s eyes grew big. The Shrink’s eyes grew even bigger. “Excuse me?” she huffed. “It’s … Continue reading

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Labour is all about the delivery (and making tea)

“ILY?” I typed into my cellphone and hit send. I’d been SMSing these three letters to the Shrink every 15 minutes since the day she was due to give birth to our daughter. The letters are shorthand for In Labour … Continue reading

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Power (naps) to the fathers

I take a step. I wipe my red eyes. I drag my foot forward. I take another step. Marcus looks at me knowingly. “How long haven’t you slept for?” he asks. I look at my watch. “About 11 months.” I … Continue reading

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