I didn't get scared until the very end, which surprised me as I know my own habits. I was ok until I was lying on the floor of the nursery, surrounded by all this stuff with Edward's name embroidered on it. I felt the panic start rising up. Then the phone rang and it was my brother, who said, "guess what?" and he had the sense to put his newborn son on the line. He put him on the phone. Yelling. And all i could say was oh Noah, that's just so good.
