Tags: babies, birth, brother, family, pregnancy, sister-in-law
So here’s the big news. I’m going to be an aunt! My big brother, my only sibling, is having his first child! I have this crazy overwhelming feeling of love and joy that I can’t even explain. I didn’t know I’d feel like this. In all of my thinking of the future, I never was thinking of my brother as a father. I mean, the idea of us both having kids and them playing together (the way I did with my first cousins) did cross my mind, but the reality of it has taken me by storm. I could not be more proud of my brother or happier for his wife and him.
Up to this point, I’ve played many roles in my life. But all of them were under the guise of “Dana”. This new addition gives me a new name. Now I’ll be Aunt Dana. Aunt Dana. Wow, I really need to get used to that. I’m still getting used to referring to my sister-in-law as my brother’s wife, and now I’ll be calling them mom and dad when I talk to their child, and my parents grandma and grandpa!
Coming from a very small family, this addition means the world to my family. This child will be carrying on the family name, the family bloodline, and hopefully some of the family traditions and culture (mixed in with his mother’s family traditions and cultures of course). Things haven’t been easy for my family over the past few years. This child is a good luck charm, a symbol of hope.
Wow. I’ve put a lot of pressure on this unborn child. He (or she) has a lot to live up to! This child is going to have more love that it knows what to do with. The whole family is going to love this child with all of their might, with all of their soul, with all of their being.
I can’t wait to hold the next generation of my family in my arms. I may never let go.
Congrats Jess and Ira!