OK- Here is the story-
My older brother was born in 1940, and as soon as he could talk he asked for a little brother. I came along in 1942 close to Christmas, thus my name, Noel.
He didn't like me much because I got all the attention!
He was asking again a year later and another brother was born on Christmas Day in 1944. That one he liked, since he was 4 years old by then!
That Christmas baby is the one who often felt he didn't get enough at Christmas and his birthday.