Pitfalls of the Modern Dad Movement

Pitfalls of the Modern Dad Movement

Our generation has seen a definite shift in expectations of the man of the house. It’s not uncommon for dads to be much more involved with their children than our fathers before us. In addition to being the main bread winner for the family, modern dads are accustomed to playing more of a part in the household duties and bucking the stereotypical trends of yesteryear.

It’s a far cry from my upbringing.

Don’t worry, I’m not going to give you a sob story. My upbringing was fantastic albeit tumultuous at times with respect to the old boy. Admittedly, I was a very sensitive and highly anxious child and Dad’s parenting style involved strict adherence to the old-school views of masculinity (a direct result of his own upbringing) which didn’t lend itself to my sensitive nature.

“Harden up. Stop being such a pussy“.

I didn’t connect well with my dad during my formative years. He did shift work at a coal mine so I didn’t see him much. I know that memories can be easily screwed but I don’t often remember him being involved with my sport or school life. I can’t remember him cooking or cleaning much and I had to battle to spend time with him. When we did spend time together I often felt myself trying to prove my masculinity to him, and failing dismally. Having grown up and experiencing what it means to work and provide for my own family, I now understand a little better that he would have only been working hard to do just that. He was probably just exhausted all the time but that’s not what a child sees.

However, at times I absolutely needed a firm hand to help force me out of my comfort zone. A good example is when I was too afraid to swim in the local public pool because I genuinely believed it was shark infested after seeing the swimming club logo of a shark on a sign next to the pool, which my young mind considered a warning sign. This was a problem because I was supposed to be competing in club night and it would have caused mayhem amongst my peers had I warned them of our supposed impending doom.

Dad’s solution was to simply hurl my tiny, frightened body directly into the (non) shark infested pool.

In what can only be described as a manic frenzy, I worked my way to the edge of the pool completely unencumbered by any form of marine life (emotional scars, on the other hand, were inflicted). It seems cruel but it is exactly what I needed at that time and I spent the proceeding years winning numerous swimming competitions. Dad’s action was the catalyst for lessons I learnt in the importance of hard work and discipline. Whenever I needed an extra boost whilst competing, I would imagine I was being chased by my Dad.. riding a fucking great white.

In stark contrast, let me introduce you to the Modern Dad. He works full time, cooks dinner, changes nappies, washes clothes, plays with the kids, gets involved with their learning and also tries hard to be a good husband. He’s a top bloke and family is his number one priority. He’s also exhausted and under an immense amount of pressure to perform in the mantle of a ‘Modern Dad’. Sound familiar?

Then, we have the Modern Influencer Dad. This guy can be seen publicly performing household duties whilst brandishing a child attached to his body with an overpriced human carrier, via his social media page. He posts lovely blurbs about how amazing his wife and kids are, everything is perfect, he has heaps of money and well-known brands like to provide him with complementary products to prove that he is a fantastic dad, and you could be too. His name is Steve.

Whilst he’s a top bloke and loves his family, Steve’s a bit of a problem for the average Modern Dad.

I have personally struggled with the expectations of the Modern Dad. It’s tough because obviously I want what is best for my family but I also don’t want to completely lose myself in the process. It’s difficult to find that balance. For instance, it is difficult for me not to feel guilty when partaking in my hobbies because I should be doing something that benefits the whole family. A quick scroll on social media has left me feeling deflated because other dads appear to be better fathers to their children or husbands for their wives. Ultimately this just leads to a nasty cycle of feeling inadequate or a little lost.

Our kids are watching and learning from our every move. Whilst it’s important to exhibit the desirable characteristics of the Modern Dad, we need to make sure we are also taking care of our own wellbeing. Importantly, our kids will learn from that too.

No dad is perfect. The best thing we can do as fathers is be present, learn from our mistakes (we will make many)and look after ourselves in the process.

The Defecation Dilemma

The Defecation Dilemma

There are countless things expectant parents are not warned about before they are blessed with the responsibility of raising tiny humans. I really wish someone had warned us about this one. Luckily for you, I am about to do just that. You owe me one.

When toilet training our eldest daughter we were faced with an unexpected problem.

She was absolutely petrified of doing poos on the toilet.

Oddly, number 1’s were fine – no issues there. But when it came to the prospect of discharging faeces into the exact same location as the urine before it, frightened screams would fill the air and my wife and I had absolutely no idea what to do. It was mayhem. We would run around aimlessly and bump into each other while we franticly and hopelessly tried to resolve the issue for our petrified little girl.

Naturally, we thought there must have been something horribly and horrendously wrong. But we would undertake the usual checks and ask the usual questions to no avail.

Is it hurting? …No

Is your bum bum sore? …No

Is there a tiny shark hiding in the S-bend threatening to swallow you whole? …No

It was time to try some alternative tactics. My wife is a teacher after all, surely she could come up with something to dispel the fear.

We purchased a small replica toilet potty (complete with authentic flush noise at the push of a button) thinking it may be the sheer height that was causing the issue. Nope… panicked screams akin to those you would expect from a human being torn apart limb by limb at the mercy of a hungry crocodile.

Next idea was a reward system. This comprised of a poster on the wall which could receive a fun sticker upon successful No. 2. This actually worked… for number 1’s only. The stickers seemed to make their way onto the poster and the toilet without having completed the necessary task to earn the reward. In the end, no good. More screams akin to that of a human plummeting towards the ground from the top story of the Q1 Building.

We were running out of ideas now and tried one last thing.

Poo coaching. Similar to the way a doula would coach an expectant mother through the intense physical and emotional challenges of labouring the birth of a human child, we coached our 2-year-old daughter through the passing of human waste. Complete with breathing exercises and a calming song which was developed in collaboration by my wife and daughter (The Rainbow Song – lyrics below).

It didn’t work first try but eventually we had success. A dream run with no screaming. Honestly, I think our daughter was a bit shocked when it was all over and there were no serious repercussions.

When she got through it, we celebrated like we had never celebrated before. Tears of joy streamed down our faces as we embraced, jumping and shouting like we had just won the actual olympics.

It was a beautiful family moment. But achieving the amazing result wasn’t without its struggles.

Hopefully this will help other parents out there having similar issues (assuming this is a common problem). Let me know, comment below!

Red, orange and yellow.

Green, blue, purple and pink.

These are the colours of the rainbow.

It’s a lovely day.

The Rainbow Song – Composed by my wife and daughter.

Epic Study Fail

Epic Study Fail

University studies are difficult.

When I first began studying externally I completely underestimated the time, effort and commitment required for success. I foolishly enrolled for four subjects in my first semester of University and completed exactly zero subjects.

Sue me, I was excited.

Whilst working full time – 12 hour days, living in a half renovated house and learning the ropes as a new parent with our first born child at the tender age of 5 months old, I bit off way more than I could chew in my decision to study. Once I understood the sheer workload involved in this undertaking, I immediately dropped 2 subjects. Then, just prior to the census date, I dropped another.

I struggled through half of the semester with one subject, but I was on the back foot. I was getting further and further behind and became extremely stressed as I struggled to understand the content. I was also too proud to seek the help I clearly needed.

Epic Fail

Eventually, it all became too much for me and I decided to drop my one remaining subject after the census date and was slogged with a fail grade (and a substantial bill for my troubles).

Attempting to start with four subjects was a sure sign that my confidence was severely misplaced. But don’t worry, that confidence was beaten right out of me.

I had no intentions of studying that semester with the intention of letting life settle down a bit before I attempted to study again. Unfortunately, my lack of understanding about the enrolment system meant I had inadvertently enrolled myself in another subject so I was completely oblivious to the second fail grade my rogue enrolment was accumulating on my behalf as I went about my business. Epic fail.

My goal of completing study to improve my career prospects and cater for the needs of my family is completely reasonable, however at times it can be seemingly impossible to achieve. The implicit assumption with time is that we will have more of it in the future and everything will be easier. As if all of the things that currently consume our time will disappear and we will be left to achieve our ambitions in peace.

I have since realised there is rarely an ideal time for anything in life. The solution is simply to suck it up, manage your time as best you can and get shit done.

Kids make fantastic study buddies and will help make your sessions productive and fun

Get to Work

Since failing two subjects and the resultant crushing blow to my ego and my wallet, I have reevaluated the way I go about my studies and have now successfully completed 3 subjects. It hasn’t been without its challenges and the ever-present vibe of stress that lingers in my day-to-day life however my goal is now in reach.

Here are some practical tips for success in line with our new mantra as working parents and students:

  1. Don’t bite off more than you can chew – you still need to fit in time with the family, work, exercise and some form of social life so make sure you choose your subjects accordingly. Reviewing the course content will help inform your decisions.
  2. Communicate with your better half – this is of utmost importance. Study will take some of your time and sacrifices will need to be made. Agree suitable times for study and everything else with your partner so the expectations are clear. Things will inevitably change but it is important that the time commitments are recognised. Your relationship will thank you for it.
  3. Plan your study time wisely – I have made the mistake of trying to study at the infamous ‘witching hour’ when the kids are most out of control. It doesn’t work for me or my wife. Avoid studying during this time at all cost!
  4. Make the most of your study time – this basically means avoid procrastinating. I am personally hopeless that this. For example, in the past I have chosen to make the most of my study time by starting my music production career or by conducting in-depth research into the many facets of rearing poultry. unfortunately this had nothing to do with the engineering content I was supposed to be studying. My tip for avoiding procrastination is to simply start. Commit to 5 minutes of study and generally you will find this is all that is required to continue on.
  5. Expect imperfection – although I believe it is always important to strive for the best, the reality is that this is not always practical. Don’t beat yourself up over it, just do the best you can with what you have and be proud of yourself for the hard work you are putting in. Always think back to the reason you decided to study and make that your driver rather than crushing every aspect of your studies. This will help to ease the pressure and allow greater focus and in turn, better results.

Please get in touch if you have a similar story to share or if you can provide some study tips. I’d love to hear from you.

Remember, Quintessential Dad is a community for sharing experiences and knowledge so we can become better blokes!

The Most Terrifying thing Parents Endure

The Most Terrifying thing Parents Endure

Going to a public toilet with your child.

Warning: this post contains high concentrations of toilet humour.

You know how it goes. You’re in the middle of Woolies and your little one complains of a full bladder. ‘Awesome. Perfect timing’ you think to yourself.

So you stop mid-way through the weekly grocery shop, abandon the half-full trolley and hustle to the Parent Room so your kid can do their business. While you’re waiting for them nature calls and you also get the sudden urge to go. “Shit“.

You’d hold it if you could, but the urge is too strong.

I’m not sure why, but being trapped in a toilet cubicle with your child seems to spark a curiosity within them which would rival that of Einstein. Innocent, relentless, unfiltered questioning ensues:

“Are you doing a poo, Daddy?”

“Can I see it?”

“Shhh”

*Child attempts to open the cubicle door*

“Don’t do that! Close the door!” Says Dad in a panicked whisper yell.

“Was that a fart?”

“Shhhh”

“Are you doing another poo, Daddy?”

“No more now, Daddy will be finished shortly” again, communicated in a panicked whisper yell.

“Why do you have so much hair, Daddy? Why is your face red?”

“My legs are sore, can I sit down? I’m hungry. It smells in here. Can we go to the playground? I love dancing. Can I have a present?”

It is at this point you find your forehead coated with a generous helping of nervous sweat. You finish what you were doing and hastily get ready to leave.

Frazzled, you open the cubicle door. Low and behold, there is a welcoming party of other parents waiting for you to exit, each sporting polite smirks of quiet content and empathy. They heard everything and they know exactly what you’ve just been through. They can laugh, because they’ve been there before. Unfortunately, that doesn’t make it any less embarrassing for you.

I just hope it doesn’t smell too bad in there for the next occupant!

How to Holiday with Kids

How to Holiday with Kids

Sometimes it feels like my kids will do everything in their power to ruin our relaxing family getaway. As if their evil little sub-conscious is aware that the adults need time to recharge and they get a kick out of seeing us stressed.

Take our most recent holiday for example. Our youngest girl cut her first tooth the day before we left and our normally perfect little angel temporarily morphed into the spawn of Satan himself.

Our eldest little girl also decided that no matter what she received, it wasn’t enough for her. The whinging was relentless.

The pair of them have a supernatural sisterly bond which allows them to cause as much disruption to their parents’ plans as possible. They work together to ensure that whilst one is content the other is wreaking havoc. Occasionally, when they get bored with the status quo attention seeking they will begin to work together, ensuring none of us are enjoying the experience.

Although this does seem a bit extreme, fellow parents will understand. Kids can be shits.

Fortunately, we did learn some ways to make the most of our time away so everyone in the family could enjoy it. Unfortunately we learnt most of our lessons on the penultimate day of our holiday. Nonetheless, if we ever decide it would be fun to holiday together as a family again, this is what we will do:

Ignore the Clock

You are on holidays after all. Relax. Unwind. Recharge.

If you’re a great bloke you’ll let the cheese and kisses sleep-in while you get the kids ready since she’s been up with them all night while you’ve been obliviously cutting trees down with your snore-saw.

Don’t get too worried about adhering to plans because the little units will make it hard to do anything on time.

Our favourite day (and last day) was the one that began with breakfast at lunch time. We had a loose plan of kid friendly activities without any time constraints and it worked well. We all had a lot of fun.

Food

One of our biggest issues was the time it took us to get ready to leave the hotel room each morning for breakfast. Every day we were all tired due to teething issues (get it?) and didn’t wake up until fairly late in the day. Adults need caffeine and kids need food in their mouth the instant they wake up otherwise everyone ends up hangry.

We were completely unprepared for this (my fault for not wanting to do groceries while we were on holidays) but having a bit of food in stock is critical – even if you mostly plan on eating out like we did as there were limited facilities in our room.

One thing you can generally rely on is tea and coffee facilities available in your accommodation for the caffeine fix, however I certainly won’t be drinking a beverage comprised of the coffee flavoured dirt often supplied in hotel accommodation #coffeesnob. So it’s struggle street until we can get to the nearest caffeine dispensary outlet.

Wear Them Out

The last night of our four night holiday was by far the best any of us had slept the whole time. We were all completely spent from swimming in the pool and a cycling a four wheel bike around all afternoon.

On second thoughts, this activity wore us out more than the kids

My advice for this would be to keep the kids doing the physically exhausting activities while you drink beer and provide general encouragement.

Distractions

Keeping the younglings entertained when you want to spend some time chatting to your beautiful wife is tricky, but worthwhile if you can pull it off. I know it goes against the parenting code but we occasionally allowed our eldest daughter to watch a movie on the iPad while we ate our meals. The youngest daughter was happy chewing on a teething rusk.

I know, I know. Not great, but it worked for us. There are other substitutes such as books or toys that may suffice to keep the children occupied long enough for you to enjoy your meal and have one of those rare adult conversations about things that aren’t related to the kids, like you used to have before you had kids.

Leave Without Them

If all else fails you have no choice but to leave without the kids. Of course I mean before you set off on your next holiday, not leave them and go home from your current holiday.

Seriously though, parent’s do benefit from some time without the kids even if only for a date night or even to spend a few hours at home together.

It’s not always possible but take those opportunities when you can. Your relationship will be better for it.


So when you see other parents stressed on their relaxing getaway, be sure to give them an empathetic smile in acknowledgment of the struggles you share. We are in this together.

Embracing time with the family

I think it’s also important to embrace the time away with the kids. As a working Dad, I find that I don’t get much opportunity to truly bond with my girls due to the business of day-to-day life. So I genuinely enjoy the holiday period for that reason. It is a chance to slow down and really appreciate the little family you have created and the joy that comes with that.

Enjoy the next holiday and make the most of the time you get to spend with the kids.

The Quintessential Dad Philosophy

The Quintessential Dad Philosophy

Welcome to Quintessential Dad!

My name is Ben and I want to introduce the Quintessential Dad philosophy firstly by providing some background about myself and my reasons for writing this blog.

About Me

I am an average Aussie bloke with a good job, perfect wife and two beautiful baby girls (eldest is 4 years old and the youngest is 1 year old). I have an electrical trade background however after pursuing a number of opportunities I am currently working in the civil construction field as a cadet engineer whilst undertaking part time studies externally.

My life, like many other blokes, is busy.

We had our first child early in our relationship before we were married (which caused some angst amongst the more conservative members of our extended families). When we made the decision to have a baby after being together for only 4 months, we were young, in-love and frankly, had no idea what we were doing.

After two kids, getting married, FIFO work, moving all over the country side, financial pressures, suffering grief and a plethora of stress; our relationship has never been stronger.

That doesn’t mean we haven’t faced significant challenges during our journey so far. At times our relationship has been strained and we have each suffered personally with various internal battles. As a result, I have learnt a lot of valuable lessons which I can’t wait to share via this blog with the intention of provoking discussion and feedback.

About This Blog

I decided to start this blog primarily to help other dads with the day-to-day struggles of balancing work, parenthood your relationship and all of the other things that life tends to throw at us whilst also providing some comical relief.

When expecting a new baby, the focus is undoubtedly on Mum and Bub. Rightfully so, I might add. Unfortunately, this means poor old Dad can tend to forget to look after himself leading to a downfall in physical and mental wellbeing.

Although it’s the most rewarding thing I have ever done, parenting is a tough gig. This blog aims to support dads, facilitate sharing of experiences, encourage health and wellbeing and most of all highlight the wonders of your role to those influenceable young minds and the rewards that brings.

Ultimately, this blog aims to embrace those things that make us quintessentially dads.

The Quintessential Dad Philosophy

My vision for the Quintessential Dad Blog is to become that central hub, fostering a community of blokes who have a sense of humour and want to become better. The aim is to shine a light on issues that blokes face on a daily basis and helping to address the issues.

If reading this or any of my other blog posts is resonating with you, please reach out. I’d love to share other bloke’s stories and experiences or collaborate on topics of interest.

Ben

(Founder, Quintessential Dad)