"...a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing."
He popped out at 11:59 - I guess he was determined not to be a Christmas baby! My eyes kept darting to the clock, hoping he would be born on Christmas day. Claire didn't, though, and she won.
We are very happy. I'll let Claire share the gory details at a later date, but it is enough to say that we saw God's hand make the difference.