From the moment Sara was born, I started seeing the world through her eyes—and it terrified me. A personal post about late fatherhood, anxiety, empathy, and the strange beauty of being reborn as a parent.
Tag: life with a baby
The Dictator and the Devoted Servant
I thought I was the adult in charge. Then Sara arrived. A single dad’s confession about sleepless nights, sore arms, and being happily owned by a tiny dictator.
A Donut Filled with Formula
She’s two months old and already running a full-scale PR campaign with her cheeks alone. A single dad’s love letter to “Donut”—and the only filling that truly matters: baby formula.
Sara and Me 