What I Didn't Know About Being A Grandmother

...but do now! Author Fanny Blake on being a modern grandmother

Last week, a friend and I found ourselves pushing our respective baby granddaughters round the park. We’d resisted the dubious lure of a music class for babies, laughing at how, only a few years earlier, we’d never have imagined we’d be doing this. And we were enjoying it. We hadn’t expected that either.

For quite some time, the idea of becoming a grandmother had been, for me and many of my friends, something associated with old age – in other words, to be resisted at all costs. Not, of course, that we had any say over the matter. However, as my two sons married, the possibility became a reality and then, as other friends became grandparents and I saw their enjoyment in their new state, the concept became more appealing.

When my first granddaughter was born two years ago, I was unprepared for the way she immediately stole my heart. From the first moment I held that small bundle, only hours after her birth, I fell for her hook, line, and sinker.

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