"Since Celia's baby was born, she had a new sense of her mental solidity and wisdom. It seemed clear that where there was a baby, things were right enough, and that error, in general, was a mere lack of that central poising force."
- George Eliot, Middlemarch
So, the happy ending: We have a son! His name is Martin George. He was not quite as enormous as predicted. And he's wonderful.