Well, it finally came about yesterday. Daughter had to go into work for a 'keep in touch day.' Who knew there was such a thing? Luckily, SIL was working from home so would be available for any emergencies. Anyway, off she went and immediately DG went into meltdown. I flashbacked over 30 years when my daughter suffered terrible colic, but stuck with it. Walking about the house, into the garden and trying all sorts of different toys, to no avail. I'd also forgotten how much your back plays an important part in childcare! Feeling it today (my 60th birthday). SIL and I together managed to calm her and got her ready and took her out to a local cafe where I saw another grandad with his GC. We gave each other knowing glances and quite a few mental fist pumps. Then meltdown No.2 saw me taking her out in the pram for a walk. Her crying was so loud that the local dogs we passed were scared. Finally, DD returned and, most importantly, brought her boobs with her How did I feel? Scared, worried, insecure etc, all the usual emotions. I've discussed it with my daughter, and mentally dissected it myself, and I've come to the conclusion that it can only get better and easier as time goes on. Here's hoping
Do you still wear you original wedding and engagement ring
Should women have equal pay and opportunities?
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic