Really fantastic to be an Aunt. It's tough to "bond" in two days' time, but as an adult with rational thought and the ability to form abstract connections, etc., it's downright easy to decide:
1) Yep, don't want a baby.
2) Yep, love being an Auntie
3) Yep, love family.
Little humans are exhausting. Granted, you get these periods of time when they are actually asleep and thus, still and quiet. They also at this age sometimes are having a bath, and are thus pleasantly chattery and somewhat still. Sometimes, they eat and are entertained by tidbits of round cereal and blobs of scrambled egg. Most of the time, though, they are busy busy busy. Hat's off, as always, mommas.
I think that I will really like this Aunt journey. It's not that hard to drop the emotional distance you place with most other humans, when it comes to a wee giggling human girl. She has no baggage associated with you, after all; you're not awkward or confusing, you're just a human adult. All's good, if you act in somewhat expected ways and hold her properly.
Auntie-ness. Fun. Sweet. Not too many expectations. Not emotionally overwhelming. I like it.
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