Here's my eldest with my youngest!
Baby arrived on Friday. His birthweight is -- weirdly -- pretty much undetermined, as the scale in the delivery room said 8 lbs. 9 oz. at birth and the one in the nursery read 9 lbs. 2 oz. eight hours later. My milk is good, but it's not that good.
He looks like all my other babies. He doesn't have Paul's chin cleft, which three of the others have.
Delivery went fine, although there were some scary elements. When my water broke spectacularly (a first), there were some signs that baby was in a bit of distress, so I went to the hospital earlier than I might've otherwise. During labor, he was fine. I had chemical labor enhancement (my choice), so it was definitely my most intense labor, as it progressed from halfway there to ready-to-push in 10 minutes (which would normally take three to five hours). The OB did great, and I was happy I stuck with her.
When he came out, the NICU team was there, but he was fine.
I'm happy he's here and healthy.
Oh, and the baby's name? He's named for a martyr and saint -- the patron of throat ailments, of all things. There's also a famous French mathematician and Catholic philosopher from the 17th century who shares his first name.