There´s a new name I say just to make myself smile now: Sophie Joy. My youngest neice was born last Wednesday and I think it´s so amazing that it´s possible to cry because you love someone you´ve never even met before. It must be incredible to be a parent, because the feelings associated with being an aunt overwhelm me again and again. This is my eighth neice/nephew. It appears that no matter how many you have, there´s always room for one more in your heart.
Which reminds me of a cute story about Nate, Sophie´s 3 year-old brother. A couple of weeks ago I got to talk to Nathanael and he was pretty excited about something. He built up the anticipation with, `Auntie Joy, um, me and my dad, and my mom and Ava . . . we have something to tell you´. Since Hannah´s due date has only a couple weeks away, I was thinking that maybe he was going to break the big news to me that the baby had been born: ´. . . um, we went on vacation and it was really fun!´ It was apparently a vacation never-to-be forgotten.
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