Tears of Joy

A blessing happened today. My favorite cousin, the one whose most like me had a baby today. I was fortunate enough to talk to her through most of the labor and delivery process even though we live in two different states.

I knew when her water broke. I knew when she arrived at the hospital. I knew when she was dilated to 9.5 and I was one of the first people to know when the baby arrived. I've even been able to talk to her after the baby was born. I got to say how excited I was for her. How I loved the babies name and I could't wait to meet this new little princess.

When I got her first picture, I showed it around my office so they could also see this newest little bundle of joy. She is the first grandchild for my favorite aunt. This little girl is going to be spoiled rotten. But that's okay. She'll have plenty of older cousins to play with. Hopefully she'll grow up like we did; surrounded by family and surrounded by love.

It was like I became an auntie again. This baby feels like she's mine as well. But I know she is not. That's when my tears of joy turned into just tears. I am so ecstatic for my cousin. But I am also really sad for me. I talked to my sister-in-love about it and she says that being an aunt is the best position to be in. But she can say that; she's a mom. I've never heard a good mom say, "wow, I wish i was only an aunt and never a mom." Aunt's never are turned to by their kids and told that they are loved.

But that's okay, I guess. I'm just really excited for this new little girl. I love her already and can't wait to spend time talking and playing and laughing with her. She's really special, she's a blessing to the whole family.

Happy birthday, little one. We've been waiting for you.

- The family