Morgan stood in awe above us, he had one hand on the babies little butt and one pushing the sweaty hair out of my face, he leaned down to kiss me softly and he whispered 'I am so proud of you baby'. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Barry holding a camera snapping pictures smiling with tears in his eyes. Melinda was crying as she looked at us, I am pretty sure they were happy tears. After a few minutes of skin to skin Allison kindly asked Morgan to cut the umbilical chord and he did with pride. We got a few more minutes before a nurse had to take him away to get cleaned up and measured. I was hesitant but Allison said he would be back soon, while she finished getting me all cleaned up. After I was done, Morgan helped me sit up. The nurse brought my son back to me wrapped up in a

