April 12, 2026 Dear Little Sophia, Where did the time go? Of course, it doesn’t make sense to ask you a question like that: you’ll read this in 18 or 14 years and you won’t feel the long gap between my posts here. You’ll just turn the page. I posted
February 11, 2026 Dear Sophia, I know I shouldn’t anthropomorphize you, but sometimes I think you are almost like a human and you know very well that you are on the changing table, and you wait until I finish tickling your belly with the cool wet cleaning cloth I use
January 27, 2026 Dear Sophia, You made a sound tonight that is one of the worst sounds I have ever heard. I have heard something like it before, from a yowling cat, a cat in terror. It’s a high-pitched screech and it sounds like your lungs are being ripped right
January 24, 2026 Dear Sophia, The babiarchy is upon us. Leah got decent sleep last night, she said, in spite of our noisome lass. From your first utterances we knew your spirit animal was an old man: you thought each and every movement had to be accompanied by a sound.
January 21, 2026 Dear Sophia, I just took the most expensive nap I’ve ever taken. I don’t know if I woke up first from the lack of your weight on my chest or the sound of a thump on the floor. Your mother came in from the bathroom faster than
January 20, 2026 Dear Sophia, Since you were born I have had a pep in my step. I wondered if this might be temporary, an obvious common reaction to the birth of a child. But sometimes I wonder if it might be true that while I lack a talent for
January 18, 2026 Dear Sophia, Marielle and Amanda came over this afternoon. They were just beside themselves at how adorable you are. Marielle brought a stuffed rabbit and a card signed Auntie Marielle. “Can you believe it?” she said to me. “Did you think during the pandemic this could happen?”
January 17, 2026 Dear Sophia, I marvel at you. Is it because I find the idea of you so surprising to my expectations in life, so alien to me, that you sometimes strike me as an alien being? That and the fact that you just look like a little alien
January 16, 2026 Dear Sophia, I was looking at you today and I imagined calling you by the term of endearment a few people in my mother’s life called her. In fact, the only time I ever called her that or can even recall anyone calling her that was when
January 16, 2026 Dear Sophia, You’re three days old today. Even smaller than when you were residing inside of another human. (Still learning to latch properly to breastfeed, you’d lost about 12% of your birth weight as of this morning). I was looking at photos of your mother’s birth and
January 15, 2026 Dear Sophia, First names are a face for all the world. The reason to give a middle name is to bestow a story. That’s what we decided in the end. We had arrived at several names that both of us liked. All of them, I thought, sounded
Wednesday January 14, 2026 Dear Sophia, We woke about three times last night and got you up. We consulted ChatGPT about whether to get you up when you were sleeping and it said yes if about two hours have gone by because otherwise you wouldn’t get into a rhythm and
January 13, 2026 Dear Sophia, You’ve got a tag on your foot, which I believe means you’re on parole. “Her heart rate is perfectly regular,” says the perfectly lovely pediatrician. I cried when I got my German cousin Fiona’s responses to my videos and photos: Gratulation, was für ein schönes
January 13, 2026 Dear Sophia, At about 1:30am on January 10, early Saturday morning, your mom awoke me and said she thought her water might have broken. She tried a test swab but didn’t use it right, apparently, so we couldn’t tell. The midwife, Sam, sounded awake and alert at
January 10, 2026 Dear Sophia, It’s still dark in the early morning, and with my hand palming your mother’s belly like a basketball, I can feel you kicking. Are you exercising in there? Are you expressing yourself? Your mom walked the curb today. People stared like the lemurs in a
January 9, 2026 Dear Sophia, Got up a bit late, holding your mother, talking to her, feeling grateful to be with her. Everything happening now is because of her. I was feeling the feelings a moment ago, as I tried to work (first a brief, now turning to e-discovery). I
January 8, 2026 Dear Sophie-to-be, Your very pregnant mother was feeling unfamiliar pain last night, and that made her anxious. Just because she didn’t know what was happening. She felt it again in the middle of the night but she didn’t wake me up. And again this morning. She didn’t
Episode 7: A Dream I Never Knew I Had January 2026 Dear Sophia, You’re just days away from your birth and I still have to finish my broad sketch of how I met your mother, and how our unlikely relationship was itself born. In the last letter, Episode 6: A
Episode 6: An Age-Gap Breakup Email January 2026 Dear Daughter (and Bippity-Bopp), Sometimes I would imagine how the breakup email to your mother would go. Let me read it to you. (Clears throat). My Dearest Boop-De-Doop, Two of the biggest surprises of my life were meeting you and learning
How I Met Your Mother: Episode 5: Paralyzed January 2026 My dear daughter, In May of 2023, your mother moved in with me. She didn’t feel challenged in her job, in New Jersey, and we didn’t see any point in living so far apart when we knew we wanted to
Episode 4: A Look on Lookout Mountain January 2026 My dear daughter, Dinner after the wedding was outside, on a patio, under a white tent. As evening descended the lights of Chattanooga were sprinkled across the valley below. The bride, Erica, and the groom, Cole, walked around and said hello.
Episode 3: An Intriguing Date in Philadelphia January 2026 My beloved daughter, A few months before we attended the wedding of your mother’s best friend, on Christmas Day of 2022, I had reported in my journal: I’m thinking to go to Philly and pursue this folly that is Leah, [age],
Episode 2: Meeting Your Mother Online – and a Wedding January 2026 My dearest daughter, As we wait for the dancing and memorable conversation your mother and I had at the wedding (see Episode 1 – Nature Did Not Equip Man to Swipe Left on That), let me explain what
Episode 1: Nature Does Not Equip Man to Swipe Left on That January 2, 2026 Dear Daughter, And here we are: you are just days away from being born. I have thought long and hard about this moment. I don’t know how much time I have with you in this
Episode 1: Nature Does Not Equip Man to Swipe Left on That January 2, 2026 Dear Daughter, And here we are: you are just days away from being born. I have thought long and hard about this moment. I don’t know how much time I have with you in this
Episode 2: Meeting Your Mother Online – and a Wedding January 2026 My dearest daughter, As we wait for the dancing and memorable conversation your mother and I had at the wedding (see Episode 1 – Nature Did Not Equip Man to Swipe Left on That), let me explain what
Episode 3: An Intriguing Date in Philadelphia January 2026 My beloved daughter, A few months before we attended the wedding of your mother’s best friend, on Christmas Day of 2022, I had reported in my journal: I’m thinking to go to Philly and pursue this folly that is Leah, [age],
Episode 4: A Look on Lookout Mountain January 2026 My dear daughter, Dinner after the wedding was outside, on a patio, under a white tent. As evening descended the lights of Chattanooga were sprinkled across the valley below. The bride, Erica, and the groom, Cole, walked around and said hello.
How I Met Your Mother: Episode 5: Paralyzed January 2026 My dear daughter, In May of 2023, your mother moved in with me. She didn’t feel challenged in her job, in New Jersey, and we didn’t see any point in living so far apart when we knew we wanted to
Episode 6: An Age-Gap Breakup Email January 2026 Dear Daughter (and Bippity-Bopp), Sometimes I would imagine how the breakup email to your mother would go. Let me read it to you. (Clears throat). My Dearest Boop-De-Doop, Two of the biggest surprises of my life were meeting you and learning
Episode 7: A Dream I Never Knew I Had January 2026 Dear Sophia, You’re just days away from your birth and I still have to finish my broad sketch of how I met your mother, and how our unlikely relationship was itself born. In the last letter, Episode 6: A
April 12, 2026 Dear Little Sophia, Where did the time go? Of course, it doesn’t make sense to ask you a question like that: you’ll read this in 18 or 14 years and you won’t feel the long gap between my posts here. You’ll just turn the page. I posted
January 10, 2026 Dear Sophia, It’s still dark in the early morning, and with my hand palming your mother’s belly like a basketball, I can feel you kicking. Are you exercising in there? Are you expressing yourself? Your mom walked the curb today. People stared like the lemurs in a
January 9, 2026 Dear Sophia, Got up a bit late, holding your mother, talking to her, feeling grateful to be with her. Everything happening now is because of her. I was feeling the feelings a moment ago, as I tried to work (first a brief, now turning to e-discovery). I
February 11, 2026 Dear Sophia, I know I shouldn’t anthropomorphize you, but sometimes I think you are almost like a human and you know very well that you are on the changing table, and you wait until I finish tickling your belly with the cool wet cleaning cloth I use
January 21, 2026 Dear Sophia, I just took the most expensive nap I’ve ever taken. I don’t know if I woke up first from the lack of your weight on my chest or the sound of a thump on the floor. Your mother came in from the bathroom faster than
January 20, 2026 Dear Sophia, Since you were born I have had a pep in my step. I wondered if this might be temporary, an obvious common reaction to the birth of a child. But sometimes I wonder if it might be true that while I lack a talent for
February 11, 2026 Dear Sophia, I know I shouldn’t anthropomorphize you, but sometimes I think you are almost like a human and you know very well that you are on the changing table, and you wait until I finish tickling your belly with the cool wet cleaning cloth I use
January 21, 2026 Dear Sophia, I just took the most expensive nap I’ve ever taken. I don’t know if I woke up first from the lack of your weight on my chest or the sound of a thump on the floor. Your mother came in from the bathroom faster than
January 20, 2026 Dear Sophia, Since you were born I have had a pep in my step. I wondered if this might be temporary, an obvious common reaction to the birth of a child. But sometimes I wonder if it might be true that while I lack a talent for
April 12, 2026 Dear Little Sophia, Where did the time go? Of course, it doesn’t make sense to ask you a question like that: you’ll read this in 18 or 14 years and you won’t feel the long gap between my posts here. You’ll just turn the page. I posted
February 11, 2026 Dear Sophia, I know I shouldn’t anthropomorphize you, but sometimes I think you are almost like a human and you know very well that you are on the changing table, and you wait until I finish tickling your belly with the cool wet cleaning cloth I use
January 27, 2026 Dear Sophia, You made a sound tonight that is one of the worst sounds I have ever heard. I have heard something like it before, from a yowling cat, a cat in terror. It’s a high-pitched screech and it sounds like your lungs are being ripped right
April 12, 2026 Dear Little Sophia, Where did the time go? Of course, it doesn’t make sense to ask you a question like that: you’ll read this in 18 or 14 years and you won’t feel the long gap between my posts here. You’ll just turn the page. I posted
February 11, 2026 Dear Sophia, I know I shouldn’t anthropomorphize you, but sometimes I think you are almost like a human and you know very well that you are on the changing table, and you wait until I finish tickling your belly with the cool wet cleaning cloth I use
January 27, 2026 Dear Sophia, You made a sound tonight that is one of the worst sounds I have ever heard. I have heard something like it before, from a yowling cat, a cat in terror. It’s a high-pitched screech and it sounds like your lungs are being ripped right
April 12, 2026 Dear Little Sophia, Where did the time go? Of course, it doesn’t make sense to ask you a question like that: you’ll read this in 18 or 14 years and you won’t feel the long gap between my posts here. You’ll just turn the page. I posted
February 11, 2026 Dear Sophia, I know I shouldn’t anthropomorphize you, but sometimes I think you are almost like a human and you know very well that you are on the changing table, and you wait until I finish tickling your belly with the cool wet cleaning cloth I use
January 27, 2026 Dear Sophia, You made a sound tonight that is one of the worst sounds I have ever heard. I have heard something like it before, from a yowling cat, a cat in terror. It’s a high-pitched screech and it sounds like your lungs are being ripped right
