Thanks Ron Weasley. I don’t think I could I state it any more eloquently.
It’s amazing the emotional range that I have felt today.My sister Sarah delivered a baby today. An 8 pound 15 ounce little boy; who is just perfect. All day I have been on pins and needles waiting to hear that he had arrived and that he was healthy. Of course he was going to be just fine. Of course I had every reason to worry though. I had to keep reminding myself of something my friend Heather said just yesterday about being afraid. Talking about something totally unrelated, she reminded me that fear is the opposite of faith. I told myself oh so many times today that Baby Conley was in the Lord’s hands and that he would be just fine. No matter what. And he is just fine. From what I’ve heard, he’s better than “fine.” Can’t wait to see some pictures of the “little” guy.
Fear and anxiety are just two emotions that I battled with regarding the arrival of this new baby boy. Probably it’s best to just skip over the other ones.
Except for the happiness. I am incredibly happy for my sister. My heart is overflowing with joy for her and her little family. I know how precious little boys are. I know that my sister and my brother-in-law will shower this little guy with love. As will I. I already know that I will be his favorite Aunt. No contest.
So welcome to this world, Little Conley. I’m sure you got to spend some time with your cousin Jack before arriving. I hope he gave you some good pointers on how to keep your parents on their toes, because trust me: he’s the expert.