The sound

Adam told me he heard me become a mother. "Your voice changed," he said.

I was asking for Baz for nearly 20 minutes before I was even allowed to touch him. His was a difficult birth -- he came out stunned (medical term) and needed to be given air and stabilized before I could hold him. Meanwhile I was muttering about how much I loved my baby and wanted my baby. Hell, I probably would've slapped myself, but Adam said he saw what was happening.

When I finally put my arms around him, the words poured out. I told him all the things we wanted to do for him, with him. The ways we wished to love him. The ways we wanted him to love himself.