When I was 40, my best childhood friend became a granny at 43 (She had married at 19 and so had her daughter). I was so amazed to think of my scatty friend as a grandma that I wrote a picture book called My Grandma has Black Hair all about how grannies are supposed to be versus how they can be. Not sure if it's still in print, but it might help! (My friend is now a multiple great-grandma, which is something I'll never be as I'm now 73 and the grandchildren range from 0 to 5)
Good Morning Sunday 28th April 2024