A Christmas Gift Remembered

When we were approaching the birth of our son, the due date was set as December 28th. A full moon was approaching and my husband said he felt the baby would be born before then. I remember hoping and praying if he would not be born on the due date, that he would be born instead, on Christmas Day. Well, I went into labor early on Christmas Eve morning, and Alan Michael was born at 1:46 p.m. on Christmas Eve. I couldn't understand it_ I really wanted it to be Christmas Day. Then suddenly, it hit me: it had always been a tradition in our immediate family to celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve. God decided to give me my best present ever on Christmas Eve. What a wonderful year that was! Almost eight years ago, but who's counting (besides Alan)?