It Begins… Daddy’s Little Miracle

Tomorrow, I start roughly four months of paternity leave, when I will be the sole carer of my 8 month old son.

This will be a journal of my hopes and dreams and outrageous opinions about pop culture and cat-related poetry and lists of dessert wine I don’t like. How am I feeling about it? Well, that’s a bit personal, but I’ll allow it.

I’m feeling pretty confident. It’s early in the game, but I’m sure I’m going to be great at this. You don’t hear a lot of new fathers say things like that. Not me. I’m going to win this thing. I know, I know. It’s not a competition. But at the same time, it’s me against him and I’m still going to win. Me.


By throwing out the rule book and forgetting everything I’ve ever learned about taking care of a baby, which isn’t a lot.

I hope you’re ready.