I realise that on the day that Baby Jesse arrives, apart from the midwives and the doctor, his first encounter with another human being would be with me. Yes, I will be in the delivery room with Mae. And with the camera. :) And if things go well (i.e. I don't pass out at the sight of blood or get terribly nauseous) I would even cut Baby's umbilical cord!
Technically speaking, Baby's first contact would be with Mae. However, since both Mae and Baby will be on opposite ends, daddy's gonna have to be the first one to greet Baby and welcome him into the world. Whoa! The thought of it is pretty scary. Basically, we're talking first impression! What do I do? And most importantly, what will be the first words I say to my son?
I told Mae, the moment Baby is out I'm gonna be scrambling my way to the end of the bed. I'll be pushing and shoving those nurses and midwives aside as I grab on to my infant son, cradle him to my chest and speak into his ear. "Remember Jesse, Daddy is the best!" My words will be engraved into his mind, etched forever in his memory. MUahahhahhah!!!
But seriously, it would be a defining moment in our lives and I can only hope I find the words. Something poignant. Something profound. Perhaps something philosophical. Heck, I'd even settle for something sensible. Who knows what can happen with all that excitement in the delivery room?
I suspect Mae thinks I'll say something dumb. Man, I hope I don't screw this one up!