Two years ago today, I became an aunt for the third time, but it felt like the first time.
If we are getting technical, I have three nieces. I think. My older half sister has a daughter who is 15. She is my niece by blood, but I was super young when she was born, and she lives down south, so I have really only seen her twice in her life, and the last time was when she was three. So while it counts, it never really felt like the niece-aunt relationship I pictured, and I was kind of young to even really care anyway. My brother also may have another daughter with a girl he dated a few years ago. I say “may'” which sounds a lot more complicated and weird than it really is. Long story short, they dated for maybe a month, suddenly she was pregnant, claimed it was his, however he saw the baby twice, wasnt invited to the hospital for her birth, was not recognized on the birth certificate as the father, and no one has heard from Baby Mama in a good three years at least. Of course I have many more thoughts on that whole situation, but this post is about my actual niece.
The one I held the day she was born. The one whose little smile and voice make my heart skip beats because she is just so cute. I’ve never felt this way about a baby before, which is another reason why, as I may have three nieces & two before this one, it was Peyton who made me an aunt.
So happy birthday, nugget! I can’t believe it has already been two years since you were barely the length of my arm. I can’t believe you’re that same little nugget who made me cry when you called me by name for the first time. I can’t believe my younger brother is now a dad, and to such a perfect little human at that.
Thank you for being such an important part of the relationship between me and your parents. Thank you for helping me set aside my stubbornness and for helping me accept certain things I was a little “reluctant” to swallow up until you came along. And thank you for giving me a reason to sneak home to Connecticut this weekend for your birthday party. 🤐
It’s your birthday, but I feel like I’m the one who was given the gift. 💕