I’m an aunt y’all!!!
I am just so tickled, I can’t stand it.
My SIL, the sweet one who waited until she was nearly 40 to get married, and who has yet to get properly laid (their sex life is soooooooo vanilla) started the adoption process last year. They opted to work with a service that helps match ladies “in the family way” up with couples who have been thoroughly vetted and who have created a book all about them for the women to look through. Once they were selected, they spoke with her on the phone a few times too.
Well, she went into labor last night and delivered a healthy little girl. SIL and her hubs weren’t there for the birth but they did get to go to the hospital last night, and according to my MIL, there was a really sweet moment between the birth parents and the adoptive parents. Hearing that little detail made me cry like a baby while sitting in traffic this morning. It appears that this is exactly what they want to do, though there is a 10 day waiting period in which they can change their minds and take her back.
I cannot wait to get my hands on this little nugget. Everybody knows that being the Aunt is the best job! I get to be fun and awesome and spoil them rotten. She is an amazing aunt to my kids, they love her with all their hearts. I look forward to paying some of that back to her. I know she’s going to be a nervous wreck during that 10 days though. Who wouldn’t be? It won’t stop her from throwing herself all into it and I know she’s so worried about forming a motherly bond, but she doesn’t know that her heart just radiates love, and she will be a natural.
I tried to be a generous new mom. I would hand over my precious littlest ones and go take a shower, or go take a nap, just try to give her hours with the babies when they were newly in this world because we knew there was a chance she’s might never have her own. I would leave her to feedings and changings and all that good stuff, because I am a big believer in using my village. That time when they are teeny tiny goes by in a flash, I tried to make sure she and the MIL and Mrs. Brightside all got their share. I used to love – LOVE – watching the three of them smile fight over the babies and who had been holding them longer.
She asked that we wait until the 10 days have passed before we tell the younger kids. She doesn’t want to break their hearts if something goes wrong. They have been told about the process and that <poof> one day they’ll have a new cousin. I think they get the concept, and Sally Brown is dying to have a baby to love. They will be really sweet about it, I’m sure. They know I’m baby crazy, they are used to seeing me act a fool whenever one is around.
I hope to meet her this weekend, but I’m not sure if that will happen. To those of you I am friends with on facebook, I apologize now for all the pics.