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The Aunt's Perspective

I am going to be an aunt!

I can't tell you how excited I am about this.

I have waited 5 long years for my sister to have a baby. I have endured many Christmases of her saying "next Christmas I could have a baby." She said it one Christmas, and lo and behold if I didn't end up having a baby the next Christmas!

So this Christmas we will have a baby to hold. Not that this Christmas will be normal. Apparently the parents of the unborn child didn't take into consideration the fact that if conceived in March, the baby will be born in December. That just doesn't bode well for a typical family Christmas.

But I will overlook it when I take that baby home with me hold that cute little baby in my arms.

Now, I'm not one to say that all babys are cute. I don't believe that is true. I have proof, if you want it! But I really think this baby will be the cutest baby ever.
Have you seen a baby picture of Abby? Well, she was the cutest baby ever, and I'm hoping that this baby takes her crown and wears it with pride!

After having 4 babies of my own, I am gladly turning over all child-rearing to Abby. I have done my share and don't care to take part any longer. But I think I might get a little jealous as her belly grows. After all, I have had THAT attention to myself all these years. And I love, LOVE being pregnant. I even volunteered to carry her baby for her if there was a problem and she couldn't. It sounds selfless I know, but I really just enjoy being pregnant.

I can't be happier for her. I forgot what it was like to be pregnant for the first time. You know, when all your aches and pains (sorry guys!) make you run and call the doctor because you just KNOW that something is horribly wrong with you or the baby. Only to have the nurse tell you "its normal, we'll see you at your next appointment".

I had forgotten about those times. And now I'm being reminded of them, and I find myself telling her the same thing the nurse told me. Oh, I hope she still loves me 7 months from now.

I have sent her cards on Mothers Day's past even though she wasn't a mother. I called them Potential Mothers Day cards. After all she had the potential to be a mother.

But this year I sent her a real Mothers Day card. It was a special time for me, although the selection in my town is quite sad. To send my baby sister a Mothers day card. WOW, I remember when she would throw things at me and go on dates with me. And now she is going to have a baby. Of her own.

I hope my kids don't get jealous.

Comments

Sisters said…
Man, you sound like you might really like me :) Mama has the card lying on the table. I will open it tomorrow!Oh, and you were a pretty good looking baby yourself, you know.
AJL
Sarah said…
I CAN'T WAIT to see and squeeze baby Lee!!!!! Can't wait! I did enjoy squeezing that baby's mama yesterday,too! Too bad I didn't get to squeeze the baby's aunt while I was at it!
Unknown said…
Just reading this reminded me of when I was pregnant the first time. I, too, enjoyed being pregnant! I am very excited for you Abby, and can't wait to see you in July. Whether it is a boy or a girl, I hope it has your beautiful curls! Love ya and see you soon. Jules, hope I get to see you while I am in J-town the WHOLE month of July.

Karen

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