Even though I was predisposed to adore him, the melting sensation I felt inside the minute those brown eyes met mine and we connected was still a jolt. It doesn't really matter if he can recognize me or not, all I know is that we have bonded. The last time I felt anything close to this was probably when I was holding my own kids but then, there was also an element of panic and apprehension. Now it's a pure and incessant love that knows no limits, the free, liberating love only an aunt can give.
I don't remember life in a household with a newborn as being so serene or peaceful; I mostly remember the exhaustion and some days not being able to brush my teeth or hair by nightfall. The sounds, smells and the never-ending amazement are all the same, the only thing missing is the trepidation. Now I see what all the fuss is about having grandchildren.
I spent the whole day just watching my nephew, holding him and taking pictures of him; I could do this everyday. I have not felt so relaxed and content in a long while. I guess this is what I must've needed. All those souls searching for fulfillment might not need to go too far, if they could just hold and smell a newborn baby.
a very sweet baby.:)
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