But not Sally Louise.
This baby of ours made her entry into the world while the moon and stars were shining. About ten minutes after daddy came crashing through the door of the delivery room, panting for breath. And I've a feeling it won't be the last time we'll be up at 2:23 am waiting for her arrival.
I remember leaving hospital with her, and making a quick stop at Target to pick up some 'baby supplies'. A sweet baby-loving lady asked Matthew if she was our first. "No, this is definitely the last", he was quick to point out. What a shame.