Happy First Birthday, Little Man.

Last week was my nephew’s first birthday, and my whole family had the best day celebrating on the other side of the world, as I sat here fuelling my ever so raging carb addiction. So, I thought I would write a little open letter to my favourite future heartbreaker to celebrate his first year of life in my own way.


Dear Jack,
I remember the first time I met your tiny self, just a week after you came into this world. All you did was sleep as we passed you around your mum and dad’s small, messy living room. I could only imagine how tired they were. Every time it came to pass you on to the next person that instantly loved you, I did my best to hold on to you a little longer. My own little burrito, so perfectly wrapped up, safe from all the world’s tragedies.


There is nothing I want more for you than for you to stay as innocent and pure as you are now, but unfortunately one day you will have to know the true evil of this world. It might start with another kid taking away your toy, or pushing you over in the school ground, but soon you will have to face the unfairness of life. My only hope is that you face it with strength and bravery that I sometimes can’t.

In a world with so many views and opinions pushed onto us, I hope you are smart enough to create your own and use them to find out exactly who you are, who you want to be, and have the willpower to hold on to that.

Now that you have another brother or sister on the way, I think there is some advice I can give you on how to treat them – given that I was your dad and uncle’s new sibling once upon a time. I know that if you could, you would probably wish for a brother. A comrade to tackle life with, a soulmate to truly understand and support you when your parents and friends never can.


Honestly, I wish that for you too. But, if the universe gives you a little sister, don’t be disheartened, she has a lot to offer you too. Do your best to protect her and be sure to treat her like you’d want others to (and don’t hit her in the back of the car on long journeys, it gets old, fast! And she will pinch you back, because I will teach her – you have been warned).

I can’t wait to come home and see how much you have grown in such a short period of time. There is nothing more magical than seeing you grow into a person with his own thoughts and own wants. You’ll always have my love and support, little man. Happy Birthday. I can’t wait to be with you for the next one.

Love Your Auntie Danielle :)x



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