Becoming an Aunt

This past week, I fell in love with an 8 pound 2 ounce wiggly newborn baby. My sister gave birth to my nephew in Florida last week and made me an aunt for the first time. Even though, I haven’t yet held him in my arms or seen him with my own eyes, he became part of my heart as soon as he was born. After having two of my own kids, I didn’t expect that becoming an aunt would mean so much to me.

Part of my joy is that I am so happy that my sister and best friend will experience the amazing joys and challenges of being a mom. But I am even more excited to be a part of my new nephew’s life and getting the totally different experience of being an aunt. I can’t wait to see him toddle around his house and build sandcastles with him on the beach when we visit in the summer. And in a few years, I’m sure that he and Trevor will spend hours tossing a ball in my mom’s front yard while we cook Christmas dinner.

I hope to be cheering loudly from the audience when he graduates from high school and if I am really lucky, one day I will get to hug and kiss his children. But for now, I am just counting the days until I go to Florida and kiss his sweet head. And give my sister a huge hug for giving me another person in my life to love.