This blog is about me and my misadventures to get lost in the beautiful city that we live in… as well as some of my random mumblings
A little over 6 months ago, my sister-in-law gave birth to a little guy I like to call my Sam-I-Am. This name stems from Dr Seuss’ Green Eggs and Ham story, and an awkward moment that I had when we were first told Sam’s full name. Lesson number one: Do not laugh at any potential baby names. Ever.
The first lesson was a hard one, and one that I am sure to never live down, especially not in the Marot family. But, I redeemed myself, and was forgiven, and now Sam-I-Am has stuck and is just adorable – well I think so anyway.
There have been many other things that I have learnt from being an aunty, and so I thought that I would share them with you just in case you are expecting a niece or nephew (to be herein referred to as Urban Dictionary’s collective noun: nibling…how cute?!).
Firstly, being an aunt can be emotional. I’m not sure if there are any scientific studies that have investigated transferred emotions, but it seemed like I was more emotional during Meggyn’s pregnancy than she was. Every time I saw her baby bump, I cried. When they showed me their nursery (which was kitted out in Dr Seuss décor) I cried. When Sam sneezed for the first time I laughed and cried at the same time. I didn’t even know I could do that. So prepare yourselves future aunts, there is a special type of emotional for niblings.
Secondly, I learnt that there is a unique type of love for a nibling. This love is incredibly powerful, and can be hard to handle at times. I know that those of you who are parents are thinking; “Just you wait Tash, you have no idea,” and I probably don’t, but it really is amazing. Now this might stem from me being a little bit broody, or the fact that I have always loved baby cuddles, or that fact that nephews can be cuddled until they cry and then returned to their parents, but it is awesome nonetheless.
Thirdly, and from a more practical point of view, I have also learnt that being an aunty can be expensive. There are a lot…and I mean a lot… of adorable baby clothes out there, and one cannot simply buy all of them despite how cute that little sock might be.
Yes, I have learnt a lot from being an aunty, and I have no doubt that I am going to continue to learn new things every day. Most importantly though, I’ve learnt that I love being an aunt!