I let some of you know earlier, but for the casual reader who has been watching me babble about pregnancy: I had our beautiful son one week ago, and all is well. (Taking into account the erratic sleep patterns, the unusual amounts of laundry, and the general worrying about every little thing.) However, he is awesome, and Steve is awesome, and all my relatives are awesome, so yes, things are good. He apparently shares a birthday with Mozart and Lewis Carroll, incidentally. And another source claims his b-day is also National Chocolate Cake Day. Sweet.