"And then what happened, Daddy?" Melvin laughed at the child like amusement in Bette’s voice. It melted his heart every time she called him Daddy, it was as if she was still the little four year girl clinging to his hand.

"Well the doctors thought you were in distress, maybe you had a slow heart beat, or the cord was compromising you, but no, you were sound asleep. And every ultrasound they tried to see inside, you would turn your back and then turn back over when they took the equipment away. Your mother was laughing the whole time. She kept calling you a true Porter. Then the third day that morning at 3:45, you were ready. The actual labor part was quite quick. God you were so tiny, just this little noise machine. Girl the set of pipes on you were ferocious. They cleaned you up real quick and you stopped crying as soon they placed you on your mother’s chest. And then you went right back to sleep." Melvin chuckled at the memory, as it was all coming back to him he felt a little bit sad.

"So you were brought back in while your mother was still sleeping and I picked you up. That was the first time you opened your eyes, well your right eye anyway. It shot open and you scanned the room and found me. Then you blinked and opened up both eyes and just stared at me. God I fell in love with you that very moment. You haven’t given me back my heart for a moment."

They both were silent for a minute just letting the moment take its course, Bette was drawn away from her thoughts by Melvin continuing "But for those three days, I didn’t sleep a wink. Even the two days you guys spent in the hospital was nerve racking, I think I slept a total of fours in the five days. But when you guys came home and you were safe I slept with you for, two days straight. You’d wake up I’d feed you and we’d go right back to sleep. You know that picture of me holding you on the couch, and we’re both asleep. That was one of those days. Your mother woke up and found us like that."