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On Becoming an Aunt...Again

Published about 2 months ago • 1 min read

My brother is having a baby.

My brother is having a baby. My brother is having a baby. Maybe if I repeat it a few times, my brain will accept this new reality.

My little crazy, loveable, funny, annoying, wonderful, baby brother is growing up. He is going to be a dad. I mean, I have kids, my sister has kids, just didn't think that my little baby brother would grow up, get married and have a kid.

He will be great at it. Watching him strive to be better than the example he had growing up, is incredible. My brother is incredibly empathic, his heart bursts with kindness. He is that uncle all kids want. He accepts you for who you are, no questions asked.

He will probably suck at it too. I mean, every new parent sucks with parts of parenthood. I have teenagers and have no idea what I am doing most of the time.

It will be overwhelming at times. No matter how much one prepares, the changes that await can be quite massive. Someone is watching you all-the-time. Another human needs every part of you. That little person needs you healthy, whole, stable.

Yet, this will be so marvellously wonderful, he will want to have a dozen more kids. No one will love him more, so unconditionally. He will be a superhero for the next few years.

Life will change. His marriage, job, friendships will change. All starting with this little sparkle. Fortunately he has an amazing wife to join him on the journey. I could not be more proud of them.

I love the majestic Island I live on, but being far away from them at this time is really hard. I only hope they realise how special they are and how excited we are to have a new little person in our family. She is so loved!

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2022-07-21

My name is Sasha

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