The first one was intense, the second knocked him off his feet.
He was a little shocked by that. He thought he was better prepared this time, knew what to expect, but that probably just made it worse. Guess nothing really prepares you for the birth of a son, no matter how many times you see it. Everything was just as vivid as when Dean was born. The anticipation, fear, worry, joy – overwhelming joy! Hearing his boy cry that first time just...floored him! He gazed at the bundle in his arms, tears wetting his cheeks.
"Hey Sammy. I'm your Dad"