The day a baby is born is a big day for almost none more so than the newfound big brother or sister. They wake up the apple of their parents’ eye and they are ceremonially thrust into a world of sharing – sharing mummy & daddy, sharing toys, sharing attention, sharing love. It is the beginning of years of friction and forging, grappling and grafting.
But it is also the day they gain a best friend. This big sister just met the partner she will fiercely protect in the school playground, the girlfriend she will use as her alibi when she comes home after curfew, her maid of honour…and maybe one day she will be there for the birth of one of her babies.
As their aunty, I pray one day they will value each other the way that I value their mum.
To big sisters everywhere!
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My sister and brother-in-law are two of my best friends and we had a crazy idea. Chelsea wanted the birth of her second child to be photographed and I was totally keen. The only problem is, they live in Sydney, I live in Brisbane.
A plan was hatched – as soon as Chels knew she was in labour I would jump on a plane and we would all pray that I would get there in time to capture the birth. So when I got the 2am phone call we were all dubious that I would make it with the first flight of the day being 3 hours later.
But heaven smiled, and when I arrived at their house at 8:30, we all looked at each other in delight and amazement that our plan had actually worked!
The atmosphere was getting intense before the blessed epidural brought on a few hours of rest. There was sleep, phone calls, discussions with Steph, the midwife, about the ins and outs of The Bachelor, and musings about what on earth they would call this surprise baby girl.
At their 19 wk scan, Steve & Chels had been told they were having a baby boy. Fast forward 17 wks, a gender announcement, lots of shopping and a very blue baby shower, and a second scan revealed that they were, in fact, having a GIRL.
Just one week later, and two weeks before their babe was due to arrive, they found themselves here at the hospital.
She arrived with a healthy cry, arms wide and ready to embrace life at 3:59pm on February 9, 2016.
It would be a couple of days before she was named Bonnie Delle but she was safe in the arms of ‘belonging’ from the moment she took her first breath.
To be invited into this sacred moment was a profound honour – something I never thought I would experience from the other end of the hospital bed. So beautifully organic and surprisingly calm, it is a day I will ponder and remind my niece of for many years to come.
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In the last hour of a beautifully full and chaotic Christmas season, my sister and I took a moment on the beach to freeze time. This pregnancy was faithfully fought for in the heavenlies – evidence of the power of prayer, so it had to be documented in the best way we knew how.
And now, it’s only a few more weeks until I get to meet my first nephew…
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There’s nowhere quite like the Sunny Coast during summer. We just got back from a week in the caravan. It was everything relaxing that my 30-something year old heart needed and everything these little adventurous spirits needed too. The sound of annex zippers, squeaky-wet pluggers on the walk home from the beach, midnight rain on the caravan roof, and kids zipping up and down the road on their bikes and scooters. Perfect.
February 14th might be Valentines Day but February 13th is GALentines Day! I am a gift-giving girl (I can’t help myself on days such as these!) so I sent out a couple of little treats to my girlfriends today just to say ‘hey, you’re awesome’. *
Do you love the idea of a day to celebrate your lady friends?