Crazy Aunt Rhonda

Growing up, under the influence of several super cool aunts, I assumed I would be a cool aunt someday and I looked forward to it as much as I looked forward to being a mother.

I wanted to be the crazy one, the eccentric one, the one who was a bad influence.

Having only one sibling, I knew I wouldn’t have a whole lot of nieces and nephews, but always just assumed I would have one or two.  Of course, when you are young, you take fertility for granted and certainly don’t understand the intricacies of conception and going your own way as opposed to following cultural norms.

I grew up in a small Southern town, where it was assumed everyone would marry someone of the opposite sex, then immediately have children.I definitely assumed that would be the way for both my little brother and myself.  You all know what happened to me by now (if you don’t, I’ll just say this – it wasn’t the “right” way), but you don’t know my brother.

He had 3 serious long-term girlfriends.  I loved them all and assumed every time that this was probably the one, because he was about “that age,” whatever that is.  Even after I had become my own person and rebelled against stereotypes, I knew that my brother was traditional.  I just kept waiting, but those weren’t the women he was going to make a life with.  Once he did find the right one, they got married and couldn’t wait to start a family.

As most of us know as adults, it isn’t always that easy.  They did conceive a baby though and finding that out was one of the best days of my life.  I think I cried happy tears for a week straight.  Then we found out it was a boy and I was absolutely overjoyed.  Having three boys, I know how amazing they are and I wish for everyone to have a boy before a girl!  Those girls are wild.  Sheesh.

Anyway, after what felt like YEARS of his incubation, TODAY Nolan Asher, the little boy who will make me Crazy Aunt Rhonda, should be here tonight.  His mama was induced and we are all just….waiting.  I hoped to make this post after his arrival, complete with a precious picture.  However, sometimes you just need to get the words out.  This was that time for me.  I needed to let out some of my excitement and nervous energy.

Crazy Aunt Rhonda is coming for you, Nolan.  Prepare yourself for a life full of inappropriate fun.