Her brother Dylan and his wife, Jenny, were down from Dublin to stay for the weekend with their new baby, Aisling. It was lovely to see them, as they had got married years ago and were now finally holding their precious little daughter, who had been born after a single programme of IVF last year. ‘We’re the lucky ones!’ said Jenny, a very proud new mother. Gina’s boys had surprised her and were literally fighting over holding baby Aisling and playing with her. Dylan, enjoying fatherhood, was happier than she had ever seen him before. They went for a forest walk and picnic, and on Saturday night Paul barbecued for everyone. Sitting around chatting over a few beers, Gina confided her secret hopes about the café. ‘Fingers crossed it all works out for you, sis!’ wished Dylan. When they packed up to return to Dublin on Sunday evening everyone was sad to see baby Aisling go. ‘I wish that we had a little brother or sister,’ said Conor. ‘Me too,’ said Aidan. ‘I’d teach them how to play football.’ Were the men in her family gone mad!
