3:00am wake up call

There are many things that could drag my butt out of bed at 3:00am.  A holiday being the best and a sick kid being the worst.  Neither of these woke me up this morning.  Instead it was Blaine's blaring pager.  Since he was injured with a spasm in his neck it was my wifely duty to cover for him.  Normally a lift assist is just that, assisting EMS with someone who needs to be picked up off the floor, lifted onto a stretcher or carried out to the ambulance.  This morning was a rare call, one that I will cherish forever.  What are the chances of a lady just delivering a beautiful baby boy and us being called into help?  Well apparently my chances were high this morning.  A very special treat indeed.  Welcome to the world little man.