pairs of beginnings

In this writing exercise the purpose was to create succinct beginnings that tell "who" and "what".  To help give focus, the exercise suggested writing beginnings in arbitrary pairs: birth/death, falling in love/filling for divorce, spring/summer. etc.


Birth
When the doctor put him on my belly the moment after he was born, I felt confused.  The warmth and wet of his body surprised me.  Am I supposed to say something?  Hi baby?  Am I supposed to feel something?
Death
Click-clack, click-clack, click-clack, click-clack.  It was the rhythm of my first live CPR training.  Or maybe I shouldn't say "live", because the elderly man had been down for fifteen minutes and everyone had left the room except for me, another trainee, and the tech overseeing us.  My palms had slipped into the depression in his chest where his bones had broken from previous compressions and now the bones rubbed against each other like a big chest knuckle crack.  I had to do it for only five minutes more before his death could be officially called, and the tech kept verbally checking in to see whether I was okay.  I don't know what he was expecting me to say or feel - I wasn't the one dead on the table.

Falling in Love
Every time I was on the phone, messaging, or reading his email I couldn't get the stupid grin off my face.  I wondered, is this love?  I was nervous, scared, and I didn't want to make future decisions based on what he may or may not do.  Is this how love feels?  I didn't want to share him, I wasn't sure if it was real or a result of some fantasy I had cooked up in my mind - I had only known him for two days, and from that point on its been all virtual communication - Instant messaging or emails everyday, waking up to a text of the weather, phone calls and video chats - Is this love even possible?  
Filing for Divorce
Renee wasn't sure when she stopped loving her husband.  She enjoyed him at times, he was a good father and fun in social gatherings... if not ridiculous.  But love?  He was the father of their children, and she would always love him for that ... but beyond their offspring she found him dull, foolish, and weak.  He loved to talk, and where she used to enjoy it - his words now only gave away his foolishness and lack of premeditation.  It's amazing he had a job, his words always entertained and made social gatherings comfortable, but they inevitably gave away his bluff.