We watched a birth

We've been taking a bunch of classes lately, to learn as much as possible... and on Saturday we spent 6 hours in a "prepared childbirth" class. As part of it, we watched a movie showing actual births. Two vaginal and one c-section!
Remember in 8th grade health class when they make you watch a movie that shows one? It was ostenisbly to teach about the process of giving life... but looking back, we know it was also really about scaring us out of having sex.
Well, now it wasn't scary to watch... it was a little freaky to see it, but mostly just wild and amazing. You could actually see the baby's soft head crowning... OK I won't get gross about details.
But it woke me up to a whole different level of awareness about this child. I guess since I saw those new babies come right out as little people, I saw my own child that way. Suddenly he/she (we're among the few who don't know!) feels very, very real. And I love him/her.
And now, I don't want to be away from my wife. Like, at all. I can't believe what she's about to go through. And I find myself wanting to be with her at all times, next to her, holding her.
OK, as I say that, she just went upstairs and I'm here at my computer. But I do look forward to finishing and then just sitting there with her, holding her.
It's kind of like when I knew I was going to ask her to marry me -- I had a work trip, and didn't want to be away. It's like that now.
She's amazing. There's a lot going on with each of us, and with me especially psychologically. But that's for another time.
Gotta go be with my wife -- my baby's mom.