Grace gave birth to our daughter, Ella Rose, at 12:39 AM this Sunday morning. She weighed 7 pounds and 7 ounces. Baby seems to be doing very well, and momma is...well, she's recuperating, but she will be fine. It was a difficult labour, but she got through it, and she's very happy.

And so am I. I can't describe the emotions that well up in me when I behold my little girl, or the even stronger emotions that well up when I behold the woman I married. What a glorious participation in God's plan, the creation of a new life!

Now we just need to talk to our parish priest about baptism, don't we?

(Ten to one, someone will now post something condemning infant baptism as satanic/heretical/anti-Biblical...thus demonstrating a marvelous capacity to entirely miss the point!)