"What is it going to be mama?" Naomi asked me, patting my enormous belly.
While I definitely wasn't carrying twins again, I was still quite large; which is expected at eight months pregnant I suppose.
"I do not know, we will have to wait until it is born to know." I told my now six year old daughter.
"Why?" she asked.
"That is the way it works Naomi. Now let your mother rest." Shem told her.
Unsatisfied with her father's answer, Naomi huffed and walked out of the room to go bother her sisters.
"She is going to be the death of me." Shem mumbled.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that, we still have another who could be worse." I said jokingly.
"I hope it is another son, Elijah and I are already outnumbered four to two." Shem replied.
"I just hope this birth goes smoothly and comes soon." I said with a sigh.
"Do you need anything Ila?" Shem asked me sweetly.
"Hold me." I told him.
Shem got into bed next to me and pulled me into his arms, his left hand gently rubbing my belly.
"Have I ever told you how much I love it when you are with child?" Shem whispered into my ear.
"Yes." I replied, my eyes drooping.
When I woke up, a few hours later, Shem was still next to me and someone was knocking at our bedroom door.
"Come in." I said quietly, so I would not wake Shem.
Elijah walked into the room, "Mother, grandmother wants to see you."
"Can you tell her to come in?" I asked him.
"I am right here Ila." Mother said, walking to the room. "Thank you Elijah dear."
Elijah smiled at her and walked out.
"Am I interrupting?" Mother asked me.
"Just a nap mother, nothing more." I replied. "Is everything alright?"
"Yes everything is wonderful dear. I just wanted to see how you are Ila." She said.
"Who are you talking to?" Shem mumbled sleepily.
"Mother came to visit us." I told him, brushing his hair out of his eyes.
"I'm not wearing trousers." He mumbled.
"I have seen you naked plenty of times Shem." Mother said.
"Ugh mother please." Shem groaned.
"Go back to sleep Shem while mother and I speak." I told him, stroking his hair, "Now what is it you want mother?"
"I just miss spending time with my grandchildren is all." Mother said with a sigh. "Sometimes I miss when we all lived together."
"You know you are welcome to come over any time mother." I told her.
"Yes I know, but it is not the same." She replied.
Suddenly an idea popped into my head, "You know mother, I am going to need help with cooking and the children when the baby comes. Adah is alright but she still is learning. Would you stay with us when it arrives? It would be extremely helpful."
"Oh Ila I would love too!" Mother exclaimed.
"Great mother will live with us." Shem mumbled.
"Be quiet Shem, this will be very helpful." I told him.