Where does the name come from? I am sure you can imagine, but ultimately I am raising my biological niece as my own daughter. That's all there is to it! Well, not really. There's one hell of a story behind it all, but then again everyone has a story.
The world can be so ugly, full of crime, hate, drugs, death, lies and so many other things that make you wonder why we are even here. A lot of these were factors in her orphaned state but she is all I have left of my brother, and I wouldn't have anyone else raising her, hence: Aunt Mom.
I never wanted kids of my own 😱... but I always said to myself, "If I could skip the first year of sleepless nights (I love sleep), being pregnant (I have an irrational fear of pregnancy - maybe I died giving birth in a past life!) and have a kid with my DNA, then I would feel better about it. Selfish I suppose, but that's why I didn't have kids.
Fast forward to me at age 26, becoming an aunt for the first time and a few short months later, losing my older brother. After leaps and bounds and 9 months (the irony is not lost on me here) later, I was blessed with the presence of my sweet 15 month old niece 💕