Warm. Comfortable. Secure.

Movement.

Pushing and shoving from behind.

A lightening, brightening.

Forced towards it.

Sound. Far away. Muted.

Growing louder.

Insistent

Blinded!

Screeching.

Ripped, kicking and screaming from the comfort.

Deep breath.

Softness and a comforting rythm.

Eyes open.

Looking around.

Lying on my wife’s chest is our son.

With his birth I am reborn a father from a husband.

She is reborn a mother from a wife.

Together we are reborn as family.

Welcome my son, welcome to your life.