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That portion of affection and generosity is being toasted with a self-congratulatory high visibility these days. The condition also beguiles with a spray of mad moonlight and a whiff of tidal air. The latest expression of the baby boomers echoes in the surfeit of blossoming tummies, tired legs and aching backs of these regiments of expectant mothers. The party may even continue into the night. Frenetic Futurist Alvin Toffler believes that only a lack of medical technology binds women to the end of fertility. He writes: "Once child bearing is broken away from its biological base, nothing more than tradition suggests having children at an early age." The pregnancies of the future may be delayed until retirement, Toffler concludes. While the old clock may never work on perpetual motion, Gray Panther parents of the future might gather at dusk in Sun City for a golden age Lamaze class. That would be bloomin' grand. —By J.D. Reed. Reported by Barbara Dolan/New York and Alessandra Stanley/Los Angeles