and then there were three

January 20 2009. I was standing in a birthing room at Stevenson's Memorial Hospital in our little one horse town,my wife was going into active labour with our son Mitchell.
It was also a historic date not because I was finally going to have a son but the United States was Inaugurating there first black president into office. The birth of Mitchell had to have been the scariest ordeal I have went through,While Angela was going through her contraction, the nurse had asked her if she would like to go into the hot tub, this also helps with the pain. She was only to be in there for twenty minutes but left her there for almost an hour,during this time Mitchell decided the hell with you guys I don't want to go down that dark tunnel I'm going back up,  And when he did he went sideways and towards the back which caused Angela's stomach to disappear, which scared me, my mom,the doctor,and the nurses.
Minutes later the nurse walked in with scrubs for me and told me to put them on right away,  we are taking your wife in for an emergency C-section, I think I had them on in 30 seconds.I followed them into the operating room which they had put all other operations on hold to take care of her and Mitchell.
The operating room was something I had never saw before and was something i had never expected. It had a very tiny waiting room with a window looking in on the stainless steel bed, the room was an emerald green color top to bottom.  Just as they were about to prep her for the procedure the nurse decided to take one more ultrasound to see if Mitchell had changed position,  Thank god he did and was back into the birth canal..Whew.
Once we were back into the birthing room her contraction became more frequent and before you knew it, it was time for the boy to make an appearance.Within minutes his head was starting to show, more and more of him came out followed by the umbilical cord, my god its wrapped around his neck and he is purple.
My heart was now in my throat and my stomach just knotted up,one his shoulders cleared the doctor grabbed him and pulled him out his body was completely purple and his heart rate was very very slow,  after a few more minutes he finally took his first big breath of air followed by the sound of him crying, I am the type of guy that doesn't cry to often but this was one of those moments that i cried.
Two years have gone by now and it is almost his birthday and he is a little power house I have called him Moose since the day he was born and my mom calls him Bam Bam because of his strength i.e. carrying a bag of milk or carrying his booster seat not just a few steps but pretty much across the house.
When Moose gets older his sisters will have to watch him with there boyfriends I have a sneaky feeling he will be alot like me when he grows up, and protect the people he loves.