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: parenting 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.
Wine, Sara, and Cyndi Lauper
After two sleepless days of vaccines, fever, and worry, I did something I never imagined I’d do as a parent: poured a glass of white wine and played Cyndi Lauper. One exhausted evening that turned into a quiet, unforgettable moment with Sara.
Sara and Me 