You're sitting on the couch next to your husband, with his arms wrapped lovingly around your shoulders, as you watch a television show. Suddenly, your son bolts down the stairs and crawls into your lap, his eyes wide with eagerness.

"Mommy!" He exclaims, looking up at you expectantly. "What do you need, Zair?" You ask gently, stroking his hair. "When are you gonna give me a little brother? I want my best bud to come!" He says excitedly, tapping his tiny feet on your legs.

You grin and start to answer. "Next year-"

But before you can finish, your husband cuts in with a mischievous smirk. "A few more months, sayang. We're getting close," He says in a low voice, his eyes full of promise. You roll your eyes at him in exasperation, but can't help but feel a flutter of anticipation in your chest at his words. It seems that your little family is about to grow in the not-too-distant future