My new daughter

I have a daughter, Hazel. She’s new and it’s weird to be someone’s parent. That is part of what is weird, not being responsible for someone. I have had that arrangement with my wife for a year or so and I am used to being the provider. This is a different.

I look at Hazel when she is sleeping and it is hard to believe that she isn’t a child I will give back to another set of parents in a few hours. I have to remind myself that she is my little girl. I have been busy caring for Esther, helping her recover from the difficult delivery. Keeping myself busy really makes me cherish the times when I get to hold and yes, even change the diapers on Hazel.