I'm an Uncle

My sister gave birth to her first child. A boy named Noah Orten Schurr. I wasn't able to see Noah when he was first born. A co-worker of mine was asking me if I would be there or when I would see the baby. I said I wasn't sure but wanted to see him so I drove to the hospital on my lunch hour the next day (my work isn't more than 15 minutes from the hospital). I found my sister's room quickly and was able to see & hold little Noah. My sister was excited & glad I was able to stop by so she wrapped up Noah like a burrito and let me hold him.

I am not a father and I haven't held many babies. Matter of fact I don't know much about babies. I had a difficult time shopping at Babies R Us. When you are man and you don't know much about babies it is very scary in there! I was so shaken up by that store I had to have a "guys night out" (and I'm not even the type of guy who needs or likes guys night out).

The part that blew my mind was the feeling I had while realizing I was holding a completely helpless little person who doesn't know anything, can't communicate, and can't give me anything. When I held him I couldn't help but like him. My eyes were fixed on this little guy as though he hypnotized me. I coulden't help but feel like he kind of belonged to me. The entire time I wasn't sure what to feel or think about being an uncle. Now that I am one I still don't know what it means or how I'm supposed to feel. I just know that Noah is okay and I really like seeing him.