I had forgotten this, but Friday night I remembered:
When Tad was about an hour old, I put him on my chest and he wobbled his way over to my breast and managed to latch on and suck a few times. I remember I said something to Scott like, "Look, he's doing it!" It was just so amazing that he somehow knew how to do this while he was still all tiny and purply and covered in vernix.
No matter what happened after that, nobody can ever take that moment from us.