But then the doctor shouted,
"Look! Here comes the head!"
And I was right beside him
No matter what he said.
There I saw a small round head
With eyes that were shut tight.
Then the eyes were opened.
Dad was their first sight.
Right then it was a mystery
If we had a girl or boy.
I knew it made no difference.
My heart was full of joy.
The doctor urged,"Just one more push
And then our job is done."
The next thing that I knew,
He was holding up our son.
I was filled with wonderment,
I couldn't help but be in awe
Of the powerful emotions caused
By the tiny form I saw.
But in that selfsame moment
That my first-born son came out,
I also experienced pangs
Of anxiety and doubt.
The depth of love I felt for him,
I had never felt before.
Opening my heart to him
Would be like opening a door.
Perhaps I should be a macho man
And hold myself aloof
Till I know that he won't hurt me,
Of his love he's given proof.
But how could I pretend to him
And the love I feel deny,
When my pride in him has no bounds,
He's the apple of my eye.
The man that he'll become some day
Will be patterned after me.
I want to teach him love and kindness,
Truth and honesty.
If he hurts me, I'll survive.
He'll know he's not alone,
Because I'll show what's in my heart,
My love for him make known.
