At some point in the next couple of weeks, my new nephew, Baby Ethan, will be born. We already have a little idea what he looks like from one of these full colour 4D scans. He is the spitting image of his Daddy which, according to my friend, is one of those primal biological arrangements to ensure said Daddy recognises him as his own and doesn’t eat him. Anna was my husband’s double when she was born, so there may be something in that.
This is the first time we’ve known either the sex of the baby or their name in advance. It’s all very exciting. Baby Ethan is my sister’s fifth child and her husband’s third, so six siblings are eagerly anticipating his arrival. My sister has form for giving birth at the most inconvenient times for my Liberal Democrat activity – both Laura and Aimee were born during Liberal Democrat conferences, Emma was born during the 1997 election campaign and Ru was born when I was 32 weeks pregnant on the very anniversary of the formation of the SDP. Lucky boy.
As I published this, I realised that it was my 3000th post on this blog. Quite an auspicious moment.