I became a great-grandmother on November 26th. I don't feel any different as nothing has really changed. I have not been contacted by my grandson so I have no particulars on this little one other than it is a boy and they call him CJ. It really hurt at first to know they want me to have nothing to do with him but I have now resigned myself to it. I gave away all the things I had made and bought so they are not a reminder of what was supposed to be a joyous occasion.
I have spent the past 2 days getting my Christmas baking done and managed to not do a lot of taste testing (used hubby instead). Next weekend my youngest son and his boy will be spending a day with us as they have other plans for Christmas. On the 23rd is our big family celebration. Last count there were 18 stockings hung on the bannister.
I have a doctor's appointment this morning as I found a small lump in my right breast a couple of weeks ago or at least I think I did. It may just be me being paranoid after my sister's recent bout with breast cancer. Not getting to excited about it right now as it may not even exist.