I was asleep by midnight, but awake just after 1 am and got up soon after, when it was obvious that I wasn't going back to sleep. Since the alarm was set for 5.30, there wasn't much point in dozing off for half an hour or so. At 6 o'clock I went to take care of Squiffany and Pugsley so that Al and Dilly could set off for the hospital. I was interviewing teachers all morning, so had my phone on silent, but happened to stop for break just after Al sent me a text announcing the news and asking me to pass it on to the family.
Their baby was born just before 9 o'clock this morning, weighing 7 lbs 8 oz. His name, funnily enough, is one I suggested to Weeza on Sunday, but not to the parents themselves. His blog name - well, I'll explain. At Roses' party I met a couple whose children "my little birds," the mum said, are called Raven and Phoenix, which charmed me mightily.
Accordingly, our little boy will be called Hadrian Swallow.
Dilly is very well and so is he, and they should be coming home on Saturday. Al has taken S & P to visit them, and we've asked them in to supper when they come back.
Hadrian looks just like his mummy.