So…little Miss Clara Grace Miller finally decided to make her appearance at 12:52 p.m. yesterday afternoon, more than a week past her expected due date. She weighed eight pounds five ounces, was twenty-one inches long, has curly black hair and is a healthy baby!
She’s also gorgeous. We are, of course, not a bit prejudiced–but it is our contention that she is quite possibly the prettiest baby girl in the universe!
Our daughter-in-law, Meaghan, had been hoping for a completely natural childbirth, and managed to have one in spite of being overdue more than a week. Eleven hours labor. She is tired but so happy. This is her and Caleb’s first baby. He is nearly as relieved as Meaghan–not only about the safe arrival of his newborn daughter, but of the fact that he did NOT pass out (as he greatly feared) and the staff did NOT have to drag him out of the birthing room feet first.
Thanks to having a Canadian mother and American father, Clara Grace will have dual citizenship, which is very cool, as is having plenty of grandparents and uncles and cousins and aunts who totally adore her. It has been ten years since we had a newborn in the family, so I doubt she’ll be laid down for awhile. We’re just kinda spending all our time passing her around right now, taking turns rocking and admiring her.
Here’s what has been running through my mind every time I look at that sweet little face: “Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” (Philippians 4:8 NIV)