The first of the next....

I became an aunt today.

Although I am miles and miles away from my brother and my sis-in-law, I could not wait for this little one to come along. 

It is a weird feeling to try to explain. How do you already love someone you have not met? How do explain the invisible link that blood establishes. I have spent the whole day showing the few pictures that my brother has sent me as soon as she was born, to whoever wanted to see. And I have re-played the video he has sent over and over again, knowing by heart when she will start crying in the video. Fortunately, my brother has sent me a second video!  

Keira's birth was by c-section, so we knew ahead of time when it will be. That took away the element of surprise, but it did not take away the anticipation. I could barely go to sleep last night and when I did, I passed out so that I did not even hear the message letting me know that both mother and daughter were well. I woke up all panicked, having missed her entrance into the world, albeit halfway across the planet! 

The realization just hit me that I was the last CLW to be born. My father has 5 siblings, all female so none of their offsprings bore the CLW name. I am the youngest of 2. When they put down Keira's last name on her birth certificate that would be the first time in 30 years. My brother was the first of our generation (with only 2 members in that generation, there's only a first and a last!) and Keira is the first of the next. The circle is complete I would say, but hopefully Keira's generation of CLW will be stronger than the mere two of us! 

I wish I was there in Singapore to be with them. But I am saving my vacation for when they visit my grandmother, Keira's great-grandmother, hopefully in December.

For now, I have to wait for the next pictures and videos of her through the interweb!