Why I Became a Dad in My 40s (and Why I’m Grateful I Did)
The Unexpected Joys of Becoming a Dad Later in Life
When I tell people I became a father in my 40s, the reactions are always mixed. Some say “better you than me,” others joke about being mistaken for grandpa. A few nod quietly, like they get it. Like they know something about life taking time.
The truth? I didn’t plan to wait this long.
But life has a way of showing up differently than we imagined. Careers twist, relationships evolve, and the version of fatherhood I thought I needed at 25? It would’ve swallowed me whole. I wasn’t ready—not to love like this, not to lose sleep like this, not to be humbled and transformed the way parenting requires.
I’m glad I waited.
Here’s what’s different about being a dad at this age:
🧠 I lead with wisdom, not impulse.
I don’t need to be the “cool” dad. I need to be the consistent one. The one who shows up. The one who listens.
🧘 I’m not chasing. I’m savoring.
Every “dada,” every hug, every tantrum—I feel them more now. Because I know how fast it all goes.
💬 I talk to my kids, not just at them.
I’ve learned that parenting isn’t about control. It’s about connection. That takes emotional presence, not just authority.
It’s not all easy.
I’m tired. My knees crack when I crawl on the floor. Sometimes I worry about being around long enough to see all the milestones. But what I bring now? Depth. Calm. Patience. A fuller version of myself.
I can’t give my kids a younger dad. But I can give them a better one. And that’s what I try to do every single day.
To the other dads out there in your 40s (or beyond):
You're not late. You're right on time. This chapter—however unexpected—is rich with meaning.
Let’s walk this road together.