Living with three females, my partner Serena and my two daughters, it’s inevitable that our house will sometimes feel more feminine than masculine.
As I walk into the living room I suddenly get that feeling that I am being watched. Then I turn towards the sofa and see three of my daughters’ dollies staring at me.
Then I take a step forward and trip over a small doll’s pram in front of me.
Later, I’m sitting watching television and my four-year-old daughter Caitlin tries to put lipstick on my lips. When I question what she’s doing with make-up, she assures me it’s just pretend lipstick.
Then when I turn over in bed during the night, I wonder what is jabbing me in my side. Of course it’s Princess Mermaid Barbie.
Recently I bought some socks and each pair had a different colour stripe at the top, including one in pink.
That’s okay, I thought. Nothing wrong with men wearing pink.
Until my two-year-old daughter Alyssa asked me why I was wearing mummy’s socks.