Nothing in my life could compare to the feeling of watching my first child being born. My wife, Helen, was in labor for many hours before it finally happened. Thankfully, I was right there with her to witness it. As I held her hand, she strained and pushed, screaming and crying despite the pain medications. Then, I saw my son's head coming out of her. The nurse caught the baby and cut the cord and brought him over to our side. He was so small and so quiet, not the squalling infant you usually see in the movies. He reached out and wrapped his tiny hand around my fingers and both Helen and I started crying. It was the most beautiful moment of my life.