Yesterday my brother announced (though not really announced as it's very early days) that his girlfriend was pregnant. This was a bit of a revelation in itself as his girlfriend has had a lot a lot of health issues and complications in her life, some which are still present and one point a year or so ago, doctors were talking about the fact that she might never be able to have children at all. It's hard for men to sometimes grasp what that can mean to a woman. It is strangely true about the old biological clock business with most women and my boyfriends girlfriend is none different. She wants to have kids and her recurring health problems had severely slowed down her plans for this (she is just 30 now).
I don't think they were officially trying to have a baby. I guess they forwent contraception because her chances were slim anyway of becoming pregnant and if it did happen then it would be a bit of a positive for them both.
My brother wants to be a dad, and he would make a good one. He's one of those guys who always remarkably wanted to settle down and have a family. I guess at 27 it's a good time to be getting on with that. I was talking to him yesterday about it, and he was stressing the fact that it's very early still. Neither of them want to get their hopes up at all, which is why his 'announcing' of the news was more a 'telling' of the news and he was a bit dubious as our mum got a little excited.
I said to him through; "Dan, how's it going to feel? If everything goes well, and you'll be a dad?"
And he just looked at me and smiled the most genuine smile I ever saw, before saying softly "Yeah, it'll be great"
My heart felt like breaking right there for my brother.
He then says to me; "And you'll be auntie Leanne." Which kind of goes without saying as I am already an aunt to my other brothers son who I'm sure you've all heard me mention time and time again. Dan smiled a little sheepishly obviously realising that yes we both already were uncle and auntie to Oliver, but for some reason this felt different, much different to the time my other brother Carl announced that his then girlfriend (now wife) was pregnant. I can't explain it, maybe because Dan is the eldest brother and maybe because I always imagined him as a good father, maybe something else I've forgotten, but this moment felt stronger.
I can't recall wanting something so badly for another person before, but I do. Maybe it's selfish somewhere along the lines but as I went to bed yesterday night, I actually felt like praying, even felt like offering my soul to some unknown spirit out there just to make sure everything goes well. I am hoping so hard for them both, because they deserve it and they would make a wonderful family. I'd sacrifice my own self in the hope that they get their baby and the joy that comes with that.
I'm jumping the gun already, perhaps more than my parents or even my brother is but I just want it to work out so badly. I want my brother to be a dad and my happiness be doomed, I want him to be happy with his new family.
Of course I'm most likely just hoping too much for something that might not last. I'm not sure of the complete depth of Alisons health but it is likely enough that something will go wrong. I just pray that it doesn't.
Anyone want to buy a soul?
jmalouin7
Firstly, congrats to them, and congrats to you!
Secondly, all this hoping, of everything to happen correctly, is normal. It is like being told never to walk again, and then getting up and walking out of the hospital. No one expected it, but it is happenning, and you don't want to see yourself just to end up back into a wheelie chair. She was told she would never have a child, now she has one and you would be damned if you see your brother and his gf/wife/w.e get upset if something were to happen.
Thirdly, you would make an amazing auntie, again, just as long as you keep your dirty, scary internets away from the child :P
fouthly, why would anyone want to buy a soul as smelly as yours???
Gagsy
Jamie <3
Yeah I hope everything will be ok. To be honest, I worried a bit before Oliver was born too. You hear too many stories about miscarriages and cot death and I would literally worry before and after my nephew was born. Now everything is like ten times more worrying. Yeah, I guess everything should be ok, maybe they and myself are just too pessimistic.
Lol, but you're one of my dirty scary internet friends D;
Go away stinky >:(
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