In My Daddy Era: Confessions from a First-Time Father
In My Daddy Era is a place for me to slow down and say the things I don’t want to forget.
Each episode is a short reflection on becoming a first-time father. The moments that catch me off guard, the feelings I didn’t expect, the fear, the joy, and the quiet in-between. Sometimes it’s something big. Sometimes it’s something small. But it’s always honest.
This isn’t a parenting podcast or a guide on how to do things “right.” It’s more like an audio journal of me talking through what fatherhood is teaching me in real time, while I’m still learning it myself.
The episodes are short, lightly edited, and recorded whenever life makes something feel worth capturing. Just reflections I want to remember… and maybe something my daughter will hear one day and understand how deeply she was loved.
The story goes that when I was born, my dad was so enamored with me that he forgot everything else for a second, including my mom, who had just given birth. (I get it, I was adorable.) Once he realized his mistake, he brought her flowers to make up for it. That story always stuck with me because it’s a reminder that even when the baby is the center of the world, we can’t forget the women who carried them here.
My dad always told me to learn from his successes and his mistakes, and this was a big one. It is so easy to lose your partner and yourself. When you have a baby. In this episode, I’m reflecting on our second Mother’s Day and the journey from that "dummy-proof" pregnancy test to the third-trimester waddle.
In this confession:
The "Dummy-Proof" Result: The moment joy, fear, and terror all hit at once on the bathroom floor.
The Mama Shift: Acknowledging that as much as my daughter loves me, sometimes she just needs her mom, and I’m grateful for that.
The Physical Toll: Reflecting on the permanent changes and the mental strain of creating life.
A Legacy of Love: A special shoutout to my wife, my mother (sorry for messing up the modeling career!), and all the women in the village.
