A deeply personal reflection on failure, career, and becoming a father at 52. After a lifetime of unrealized ambitions and financial anxiety, I discover that my greatest success didn’t come from work or luck—but from becoming a father to my daughter, Sara.
Like Seinfeld in the Maternity Ward | Being the Only Dad in the Maternity Ward
A single father shares, with self-deprecating humor and honesty, the stereotypes, automatic assumptions, and the awkwardly funny experience of being the only dad in the maternity ward—and in a parenting world largely dominated by women.
A Troubling Future | A Single Father Thinking About His Daughter’s Future
A new father reflects on the world his daughter will grow up in. A personal, thoughtful post about parenthood, responsibility, and the quiet worries that come with raising a child in uncertain times.
Am I Madonna’s Dad? | Life With a Baby Who Steals Every Spotlight
My baby girl Sara turns heads everywhere—like a tiny celebrity with a wardrobe to match. For a moment I even considered making her an Instagram star, until one question stopped me cold: what right do I have to trade her privacy for likes?
Hereditary Hysteria | A Single Father Facing His Parenting Anxiety
A routine hip ultrasound with Sara turns into an emotional storm—anxiety, genetics, and a father trying to stay calm while his baby melts down. A story about what we inherit, and what we try to change.
The Divine Ravit | Gratitude to the Surrogate Who Helped Me Become a Single Father
This should have been my first post: a thank-you letter to the surrogate who made Sara possible. A story about surrogacy, single fatherhood, and the kind of generosity that deserves more than a single day of recognition.
Being Sara Malkovich | How Fatherhood Changes the Way You See the World
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.
The Dictator and the Devoted Servant | Life With a Newborn Who Wants to Be Held All the Time
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 | A Single Dad and His Round-Cheeked Baby
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.
Wine, Sara, and Cyndi Lauper | Singing My Favorite Songs to My Baby Daughter
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 