Something I would never forget.

 A day I would never forget.

-Cleverpen

I still remember it as though it was yesterday. The day I, an overexcited seven-year-old, became an aunt. My eldest and first niece turned seven only a few days ago, but I have almost no trouble remembering every detail of that fateful night.
I awoke with a start, my sleepy eyes flickering towards the small, worn-out blue clock on the shelf across my bed. It showed that it was half-past midnight. I decided to seek refuge in the warmth of my mum, who was surely lying there beside me. However, when I looked around, I saw that in the place of my mum, was my grandfather, peacefully snoring away. Bewildered, I made my way down to the kitchen to see my grandmother cooking up a storm.

Really, I remember thinking, Who cooks at midnight?

"Why aren't you in bed?" My grandmother demanded, the brief look of confusion that clouded her eyes fading, as she reached for the salt.

Not bothering to reply, I fixed her with the stubborn glare I inherited from both of my parents. "Where's my mum?" I grumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"She's at the hospital," my grandmother whispered, a hint of a smile playing across her lips.

Oh no, I thought, that can't be good.

"What happened to her?" I asked, worry pulling my face down into a frown.

My grandmother laughed, and assured me that she was fine. No, she was more than fine. "Your sister's going to have the baby tonight."

Hearing the elating news, I felt a rush of excitement I had never felt before. I was finally going to be an aunt! Bouncing on my heels, I insisted on going, pajamas and all. My grandmother told me to go back to bed.

Now, I ask you, would you be able to sleep when a new member was joining your family? That was a whole new soul, probably seeing light for the very first time as I tossed and turned in bed. Eventually, because it was clear I wouldn't go back to sleep, my sleep-deprived grandmother let me play games on her phone. At around five in the morning, she got a call from my mum.

I still remember the exact time. It was 5:48 am on a beautiful Thursday morning, and my niece was born.

"Go get ready. We're going to the hospital," My grandmother smiled at me as I jumped around, the sound of my laughter waking up the whole house.

I got ready faster than everyone else, and waited downstairs, pacing around the door by the time the rest of the family joined.

After what seemed like an eternity, we finally got a taxi and arrived at the hospital. Talking to my cousin excitedly, we followed the adults around the hospital.

Again, I had to do some more waiting, which was torturously boring for an impatient child to do. All I wanted to do at that moment more than anything was to see my baby niece. Nevertheless, for her, I would've waited for the sun to rise from the west.

A while later, a nurse came out in a rush, holding a bundle of white cloth, followed closely by my brother-in-law. I ran towards them, and the nurse, although she was trying to leave quickly, let me hold the baby for just a moment, and quickly rushed away.

The moment I held my first ever niece was a truly magical moment. I didn't care about anything else in the world. All that mattered to me was this beautiful, sweet baby, wrapped up in white. This baby I was holding was probably going to be my best friend one day, and that was all that mattered.

My mother came out and gave me a hug afterwards, telling me how brave I was that night. That day, I truly felt like a big girl, a big sister. I was beyond excited for what was to come in the years ahead of me with my little niece.

My niece is now the age I was when I first met her. The exciting age of seven, at the start of the wonderful journey of first grade. She is now an older sister, with a sister two years younger than her who I love just the same. The past seven years of my life, filled with laughter, joy, and lots of chaos, which I'm grateful for, never let me have a dull moment.

Being an aunt has filled me with pride, and it's safe to say that the day I became one is a day I would never forget.

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