I vividly remember when and where I was when my brother called to say my SIL was pregnant. I remember the changed plans and unneeded trip to Fayetteville because we were sure this was the night (it wasn't!).
And I remember actually holding him for the first time.
I don't know about romantic love at first sight, but I do know about aunt/nephew love at first sight. I love both of my nieces and my nephew unconditionally and without question, but this boy and I will always have a special bond. He is my first nephew. From the moment we met there was mutual adoration. He's the first person who has ever actually jumped and clapped from excitement when he sees me.
He has my heart.
And he's growing up. And it's super scary. I've heard having kids is like taking your heart out and having it walk around while giving others the ability to hurt it. I'm not even his parent, but I can relate to that. I worry about this kid. I pray for this kid. I adore this kid. And I'm super proud of this kid. I can't imagine my life without him in it. I love him with a fierceness I didn't even know was possible.
And now that I miss him all over again, I'm gonna go Skype my favorite Kindergartener and find out how his week is going!
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