My sister gave birth on Thursday to a gorgeous baby boy. His older brothers are like sons to me and to me it seems like another son has come into my life.

However a few strange things happened when I went home to see the kid:

1) My son, who up until now, has been the youngest, woulnt leave my side. Every time I picked the baby up, there was my son, staring at me with those huge eyes.

2) I instinctively know how to handle the baby - years ago, I wouldnt of picked him up without someone helping me, however since my own kid, I am more confident.

I cant wait to see this boy grow up along with all the other kids - its a fantastic time and I couldnt wish for anything else.