A short post today, but momentous (I think), namely to say that we have the gift of another grandchild, a darling baby girl born yesterday. Our fifth grandchild but the first for this particular family (our second son and daughter-in-law). First or fifth, each birth feels amazing, even miraculous. This Inuit birth song expresses it best:

She was unloaded and delivered to us, glory be!
Unloaded from her mother, the little one, delivered,
And we all say Glory Be!