I sat in the hospital room holding you and riding a high of love. Despite the pain and the late hour I couldn't go to sleep. Your eyes were wide open too and you stared from daddy to me and back to daddy again as you followed our conversation. As I held you I wondered, "Who is this little person?" It was all so foreign to me. This immense love for a person I had never even met before. My son. I had no idea what I was doing, but you made it all seem so easy.
You brought more smiles,