From A Dads Point of View. Part 4
Weaning our son Luca was one of the toughest parenting challenges we’ve faced, but it also brought some of the sweetest growth. While my wife was away, I stepped in—and after a few sleepless nights, we found our rhythm. This season of parenting has been chaotic, humbling, and incredibly rewarding. I’m so grateful for my wife, our children, and the beautiful chaos we get to call our life.
From A Dads Point of View. Part 3
A raw and heartfelt look into the day we welcomed our son Luca into the world—from the uncertainty of early labor to the emotional moment he took his first breath. This is our story of love, sleepless nights, and the beautiful chaos of those first unforgettable weeks of newborn life.
From A Dads Point of View. Part 2
Finding out the sex of our baby was a moment I had been looking forward to for months—and it didn’t disappoint. My fiancé and I cut into a gender reveal cake and saw blue, confirming we were having a boy! It was one of the best moments we’ve shared as a couple. But beyond that excitement came the real-life stress of preparing for his arrival—balancing work, emotions, and the pressure of wanting to be fully present while figuring out how to make it all work. This is a glimpse into the journey from joyful reveal to the realities of becoming a father.
From A Dads Point of View. Part 1
After a long day at work, my wife handed me what I thought was a positive COVID test—and I panicked. But after a few confused seconds, I realized it was a pregnancy test. We had talked about having a baby, but decided to wait since our kids were still young. So, I was overwhelmed—excited, but flooded with thoughts about how this would affect our family, our time, and our finances. It wasn’t the fear of the unknown; I knew what was coming because I’d lived it before. But after a few weeks, that fear turned into excitement. I came to see this baby as the missing piece that would bring our blended family together. It was unexpected—but it was meant to be.
How to Care for Your Keepsake
When I met my husband, I thought I was done having kids. I had already walked the hard road of young motherhood and wasn’t sure I had the strength to do it again—especially not alone. But then I watched him father his children with such love, patience, and presence, and something in me shifted. This isn’t a post about how great he is as a husband (though he is); this is about the kind of father he is—the one I didn’t know I needed until he showed me what parenting together could really look like.