I remember when Princess 1 (brother's daughter) and Princess 2 (cousin's daughter) were born (6 and 4 years ago) my heart was broken. I was in the middle of unsuccessful IVFs.
There exist photos where I hold them in my arms, for the first time. I am smiling (you are supposed to be smiling with a newborn). But my eyes are full of sadness. I can see that on the photos.
At that time I was so sad that I almost didn't want to live any longer. Sadness, beyond the description. Only the one who experienced it, can understand.
I always loved Beatles' song Here comes the Sun. Even after the darkest of the nights, there comes the Sun. Sooner or later.
I invited this weekend both Princesses for a sleep over to my home, for the first time ever. The little one already confirmed - she can not wait. She packed her backpack already few days ago :)
(I am lucky - my cousin firmly believes that the more people her children have in their life, better it is for them. And her daughter has always been very independent. I guess she is my favorite child of all).
Princess 1 declined the invitation - but she might change her mind (her mum is very possessive and doesn't want to share her children with anybody).
I am not hurt. I am just lucky to have Princess 2 in my life as well.
And I am really looking forward to Friday night.