My family has grown over this past year. At first it was a new step-daughter and her husband and beautiful daughter, a new step-son and his wife. Then low and behold my oldest grandson became a father.
My daughter is now a grandmother and when I called myself Nana (the name all my grandchildren (5 of them) call me to this new bundle of joy, my wonderful grandson reminded me that now I am "Grand nana."
Now I ask you do I look like a Great Grandmother? Wait I'm only, well I admit to 43, at least I can use that number until my daughter who is 42 claims it. No really 61, and some days I still feel 43.
My family has grown and get togethers have become larger and to tell the truth, I'm loving it. My new husband can't understand the hours I spend in the kitchen preparing dinners when he would gladly take us all out. Nope I love the oppotunity to cook for my children making all their old favorites and rejoice in the new members of my family when they tell me their favorite dish that I have made.