Eleven Weeks, six days. Day 85 in the quest to chase our little miracle
Today i have been thinking about tomorrow, and what a big day it is for me. You see not only is it twelve weeks and my scan, but it is also my niece's tenth birthday.
It is hard to explain just how much my little niece means to me and i am sure that it all has to do with just how much time we spent together when she was little, but honestly, she is close to a child of my own.
I know it sounds a little silly, and it perhaps seems unfair to my nephews, i love them with all of my heart, but i cant help it, she is my little girl and she means the world and more to me.
My niece was the first child i saw come into this world, and she was the first new born baby i ever held, and the second i looked into her eyes, i just knew she was precious. Since that day 10 years ago i have been there watching her grow into the beautiful young lady she is today, amazed each year at just how much she has grown, and just how grown up she has become.
For a ten year old, she seems so wise past her years, like she has been here before, and understands things that others her age would not, she always knows just what to say, and just when to say it, like she knows how to make you feel better on your saddest days.
I will say that it all began when we shared a room together, i was nineteen, and she was two. I was in college and my sister offered me a room to stay, so long and i shared with her daughter. That was fine with me, my sister and i proorly constructed a room divider, and turned the one room into two. At the time it seemed like a good idea, now, well really it was a waste of effort!
I can recall the first night i stayed over, i crept into bed, of course after the little lady was already asleep, fell asleep myself drifing into my peaceful dreams... Which were suprisingly interupted a few hours later.
There in my bed was my little niece, curled up snug as a bug beside me.
I put her back into her bed.
I woke up again, and there she was, fast a sleep next to me.
Needless to say after a few times i gave up.
Then it happend the next night, the night after, and the night after that. There were never any tears, no winging, she just kept sneaking back into my bed. So i let it be, and for the next year we shared a bed, snuggled together through the winter time, keeping eachother safe.
I would have to say that i wouldnt trade those memories for the world. I will treasure that plus the memories of the games we used to play, the silly times we spent together, just 'hanging out' enjoying each others company while 'mum' was busy studdying or cooking us wonderful meals...
I feel like it was a centuray ago, yet it was the foundation of the relationship i am priveliged to have with my niece today... I am blessed to have such an amazing family, and i am blessed to be a part of their lives.
All i hope for now, is that i can return the blessing, and in ten years time, my niece can be writting a post about just how much my george and i have influenced, and touched her life.
A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults. Charles Kingsley
