Flying back to LAX from one of the most amazing trips I’ve ever been on, I continue to flip through photos on my phone to pass the time before we land. I had just been on one of the best trips of my life to date and now had memories I will cherish forever. My sister and I have always been very close and have often been mistaken as twins. My family and I joke that Lindsay is the more practical one of the children and way more responsible than my brother and me, but she and I act the same, we look the same and we have extremely similar tendencies. I have always looked up to her and try to follow in her footsteps where I can. She is such a caring, amazing person and each time I talk to her she has a way of reminding me not to sweat the small stuff and just enjoy each and every day to the fullest. I am so grateful for her in my life and my brother and I would agree that she is the most responsible, dependable and mature child of the three of us. Recently, my sister added mother to her impressive resume.
Living on the west coast, I received the call at 6:28AM that Lindsay was in fact, in labor! I jumped out of bed and immediately reached for my computer to look up airfares. My sister and brother-in-law took the old school approach of not finding out the gender of their little one before he was born. It was a much-anticipated surprise for everyone and our family and friends could not be more excited, nor anxious. I booked a trip for a few days later and attempted to carry out my day at work, my mind only halfway present. I was receiving constant updates from my mom and pictures of Lindsay looking absolutely beautiful. How she was so stunning during such a crazy experience is beyond me. It was early afternoon on Tuesday when I frantically picked up the phone. All I could hear was that little voice in the background of the delivery room. My sister bawled out to me, “It’s a boy!”. I immediately burst into tears, as I’m sure I joined in that emotion with my family.
The past few days, I was fortunate to spend with my family and, most importantly, my new nephew, Connor. I arrived to my sister and brother-in-laws late at night and (gratefully) the baby was sleeping so I met him when I woke up the next morning. As I walked down the stairs to the living room and saw him, I just couldn’t believe how tiny and beautiful he was. They placed him in my arms and I could not take my eyes off of him. He was truly mesmerizing. I have always loved children and enjoyed seeing babies but there is something so significant about seeing a child for the first time that is so close to your heart. I can only imagine how my sister feels for that lovely little man. I felt a fascination with just watching him breathe. My sister told me about her delivery and how friendly all of the nurses and doctors were at her hospital. I had seen pictures upon pictures from my mom throughout Lindsay’s labor and how graceful, amazing and strong she was in the process. It inspired me in every way.
As I stared at the little guy in my arms, I couldn’t believe that all of that had just happened. A few days prior, Connor was just a little ‘person’ that we all couldn’t wait to meet and now here he was in my arms, perfect in every single way.
As many people experience with a newborn, we had sleepless nights with the little one during my trip. I was on ‘baby duty’ twice. As he was fed and slept sporadically throughout the night, those are moments I will never forget. The late night conversations my sister and I had together are unforgettable. I always knew she would be an incredible mother, but to actually witness it brings tears to my eyes. Her love and devotion for that child and her big heart is beyond admirable. I can only hope that one day I live up to how amazing she is. Not only am I constantly moved by her positive attitude, her willingness to help others and the absolute joy she brings to every situation, but now I can add to that ongoing list that I look up to her as a mommy. I can’t wait to continue being a part of her journey and to continue to witness her and Nick becoming the most amazing parents.
In the meantime, I promise to never complain about tossing and turning in the middle of the night while getting frustrated with insomnia. I’m sure I don’t know the half of it.
Love you Lindsay.
INTENTION: To be the best (and coolest!) aunt that Connor could ever imagine.
On a typical weekend, you'll find Stacey playing on the beach, laughing with friends or jogging the strand of her Southern California neighborhood. As a co-founder of Your Beautiful story, Stacey loves to appreciate all the beautiful things in life, mimosas included. Follow her adventures with @staceylthomas or her passion to inspire the world with @beYOUtiful_story on Instagram.