WEEK 38

As we approach the 'finishing line' of this seemingly never-ending pregnancy it’s good to be reminded of, in essence, why we are doing it.

With two weeks to go comes an occasion that makes us think: "yes, having kids is the best thing in the world" – a family get-together.

It’s Maria’s parents’ ruby wedding anniversary and their collection of five grandchildren are gathered before us as we begin the celebrations.

At the moment they have a crop of boys – ranging from eight to two months, the male side of the species has a monopoly. We wonder whether the little bundle growing steadily inside Maria’s womb will be a landmark first girl.

For me it’s just pure fantasy to even guess which sex our second-born will be but, curiously, it seems all the women at the party have a clear opinion: It’ll be another boy" is the chorus, and even Maria agrees with them.

I point out that it’s a 50-50 chance and query what reasoning goes behind the utterly confident prediction: "I can just sense it," says Maria’s sister-in-law. Feminine intuition?

The festivities continue with a glut of photos. Maria’s parents have hired a photographer and he busily tries to organise us all. It reminds me of our wedding, only this time everyone is keeping an eye on the mischievous lads – Sam in the forefront.

Despite being only 18 months, with his little legs unable to keep up with the others, he seems the centre of attention as his various aunts and uncles dote on his every action – it’s a great age to be.

Somehow the 'snapper' manages to coax and cajole the boys into smiling at the same time and the result is just brilliant – who will be joining family album in a few weeks time?

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