Now, however, it’s ground to a halt – because I feel I have to be the sort of gran her baby deserves and offer ongoing practical support to my daughter.My late mum was a wonderful granny and I always hoped I’d be able to give the same to my own grandchildren: baking, long country walks, reading stories, playing games – the things working parents don’t always have time to do, but grandparents, at least in theory, do.
In my happy fantasies, though, I was at least 10 years older than I am now, settled down and ready to devote myself to the needs of my family.Of course, I want to be there for my daughter.
This is a huge life change and although she’s ready for the challenge, I know it’s not going to be easy, particularly as none of her friends are anywhere near the baby stage yet.
Her boyfriend’s parents live hundreds of miles away, whereas I live within easy driving distance.It would be immensely churlish of me not to offer all the help I can.
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