What I envision...

My daughter and I in the hospital.  It's late at night and I'm feeding her.  The only lights come from the glow of the television.  We are alone, probably because I've got my husband tending to our son at a Christmas parade or going to see Santa.  A Christmas special comes on TV and a beautiful Christmas song comes on.  I soak in the new relationship I'm developing with my daughter and as the tears fill my eyes, the snow starts to fall outside.

Okay, the snow is a bit of a stretch, but I think the rest can happen...right?