I asked my Mum to look out baby photos of me, and my brother and sisters. Since I had the Boy, I've been curious about how he might look when he was older - and I thought the family photos would give me a clue.
Mum hadn't dug out all the photos of us, but she had found a few of me and some of my brother. My brother died 15 years ago in a car accident in a foreign country, when I was 14.
It was sad looking at the photos of the cheeky faced wee boy in the album, knowing his fate. I felt a wave of sadness for my parents, and also the familiar ache I get at Christmas, on my wedding day, and now for my son for never getting to meet his uncle - I'll never stop missing my brother.
My parents both maintain that the Boy resembles my brother. In my heart, I'd like this also - it would be lovely to have another family member who looks like someone who was dearly loved by us all.
In my head, I'm not sure if this is such a good thing. Looking like a dead family member must come with an awful lot of emotional baggage.
I'm not entirely sure whether they look alike. They aren't dissimilar - but then, lots of babies look the same! We'll just have to wait and see.