I’ve heard a lot of stories on the severity of sibling rivalry; the screaming, fist fights, hair pulling, scratches and vulgarities. Me and my sister just never went through all that?! Is that weird? Maybe it’s the age difference? Or maybe it’s the threat of ‘the teng tiao’ that hangs in the back kitchen with the brooms. Dang danggg!!

Anyway, I’ve always had a lot of respect for my sister growing up; she was definitely miss goodie-two-shoes in the family. The one that read more books, didn’t get into too much trouble and did better in school.

Looking back, I couldn’t have asked for a better sister. There’s no one else I’d rather do the egyptian walk around the house with, that was our thang. We’re such goofballs. I’m completely myself around her…

So I’ve wanted to post this draft for the longest time, but wanted to make sure I had the go ahead before doing so. A few weeks back, we celebrated my mum’s birthday as usual with a family dinner at home.

Now before I carry on, Wayne brought up something a week before this at my house. He said “your sister looks different; I think she has put on weight or something.” And there I was thinking I knew best, “Nahhhh its just the jeans, it’s not the best cut, she hasn’t put on weight!”>/font>

Fast forward 1 week, when we were cutting up my mum’s birthday cake, she insisted we play a game. She told us to pick out a piece of paper from a bowl. Once we all got one, we then proceeded to open it all together. Mine said “you’re going to be a grand dad!” …Huh? Wayne’s one said “You’re going to be an Uncle!”

My mum said Wayne won the “Lucky dip”… *pause*…ohmygod… OH MY GAWD!
I GET THE GAME!!
We all then proceeded to pass each other the correct pieces of paper.

So… I’m going to be Auntie Angela in about 5 months time!

I’m just so happy! So so so ecstatically happy for Kevin and my sister.
And here’s the spoiler….