Tomas rocks his baby from side to side, not realizing that he is looking at him. He is humming something unintelligible, trying to lull the girl to sleep.

"It's okay," he says quietly. “Are you OK."

There is so much love in his eyes as he looks at his daughter. His eyes, your nose, his cheeks, your smile, his hair. Tomas believes he has never loved anyone so strongly. Sometimes, however, he worries that he's not good enough for either of them. He wants them both to be happy.