A Sort of Sorrow

Sometimes lately when I’m playing with Cora, as the day that will bring us her little sister draws closer and closer, I feel something akin to sorrow as I think that we’re about to lose this one-to-one, me-to-her, one daddy-to-one daughter relationship that Cora’s known for her whole life. I don’t regret the second child, just the loss of the completely unique relationship with Cora. It won’t be one-to-one anymore: daddy has two little girls.

And she doesn’t even have enough understanding at this point to think it over and get ready for the change. Just one day, suddenly, everything’s different and there’s no way to go back.

I can understand if Cora ends up viewing the change with more than just a mild sorrow. After all, if the situation were different and instead Cora was getting a second daddy, I’d be very jealous of that very lucky person.