He shifted, perching on the edge of the bed so that Lydia could see their daughter and him both, and brushed his fingers over the child's forehead lightly. He still wondered if he was too old to be a father, if he'd still be alive to see her grow up, but right now, holding their daughter in his arms, it didn't worry him as badly as it might have while Lydia was still pregnant.
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Date: 2011-07-11 11:51 pm (UTC)He shifted, perching on the edge of the bed so that Lydia could see their daughter and him both, and brushed his fingers over the child's forehead lightly. He still wondered if he was too old to be a father, if he'd still be alive to see her grow up, but right now, holding their daughter in his arms, it didn't worry him as badly as it might have while Lydia was still pregnant.