Dear future niece or nephew,
I know we only found out about you just a few days ago, but I've already been spending my nights laying in bad imagining the day I get to meet you. 7 months until you'll be here. 7 months until I get to hold you in my arms for the very first time. 7 months until I get to be an aunt.
I want you to know that I will always be someone you can come to. For anything and everything. Whether you've had too much to drink at that party you didn't even want to go to, or that stupid boy in your math class breaks your heart, I will always be a constant friend.
When your dad is being stubborn, and trust me, I know how he can be, and you need to get away, my door will always be open.
When you fail that test you didn't study enough for and you're too scared to tell your parents, trust me when I say they're going to be okay with it, because they've been there before too.
I've looked forward to the day I get to meet you before you were even a thought in the back of your dad's mind, and I cannot wait to meet you in July.
These next 7 months better go by fast.
Love,
Aunt Molly