Dad, I Got My Period: Getting a Little Better at Fatherhood (Dispatch 17)

The first rule of the dance studio parking lot: always yield to the minivan. Hell hath no fury like a dance mom scorned.In this episode, Jeff plays a round of Frogger through stray shopping carts and bite-sized ballerinas to pick up Micah from rehearsal. Somewhere between the curb and Marshalls, she says it as casually as checking the weather: "Dad, I got my period." What follows is a quick run of limbic misfires, from a panicked thought of urgent care to an awkward offer to swing by CVS, until her reply stops him cold: "I just wanted you to know." It's a funny, tender look at raising daughters without shame, and the five seconds Jeff counts among his proudest as a father.This is the seventeenth episode of Diaries of a Dance Dad, an audio memoir series in Jeff's own words. It spans the full arc of parenthood: the inhale of birth and early chaos, the grind of no sleep and travel with kids, the gut-punches of failure, and the slow exhale of letting go.This episode was made possible by: Vivobarefoot: Try Vivobarefoot risk-free with a 100-day return guarantee, and get 20% off your order at ⁠vivobarefoot.com/commune⁠. Stemregen: Get 20% off your first order at stemregen.co/commune with the code COMMUNEPOD LMNT: Get a free 8-count Sample Pack of LMNT’s most popular drink mix flavors with any purchase at ⁠drinklmnt.com/commune⁠. BIOptimizers: Go to ⁠www.bioptimizers.com/onecommune⁠ and use code ONECOMMUNE for 15% off your order.