Congratulations Man!
Ugh... I remember my mind was racing like a Million mph when my boy was being born, since Mama had to do a C-section. So I had to be there for her as well... had to be fretting about both of them! Watching her like a Hawk... watching their faces for any sign of concern, etc.
He was in there all sidways-with-the-doors-open too. So they had to do a lot of man-handling to re-orient him within her to be able to then pull him out! Yikes!
I can remember the exact moment they extracted him from her and there was no crying yet... time stood still and I'm all like thinking to myself "C'Mon....C'Mon.... why am I not hearing him cry yet?...." as they're walking him over to that lil table where they see to sucking out the boogers from nose and throat and cleaning 'em off and stuff. And then when the cries begun, how it was such a huge relief and I could slump down and relax a little finally.
Get ready brother. Mama's gon' need you big time right now.
