When other people are holding Alex, I can't help but want to take him back off them screaming, "He's mine, damn you! If you want one so much, get your own damn son!" It doesn't matter how long they've been holding him, ten seconds or two hours, it's all the same.
I suppose it's related to the impulse to protect and care for our offspring. Cuddles are a bonding experience, and I want Alex to bond with me. It makes parties and social gatherings a bit of a pain. Hoarding one's baby is not exactly polite. Plus, I want him to socialise and be used to other people. I just want him to be able to do it from the comfort of my arms.
P.S. The photo in illustrating this post is of my cousin Christine and Alex. I don't mean to imply that Chris is a baby hog! It's just a nice photo of Alex with someone that isn't me or Nic. Sorry Chris!