Our family is anything but mundane. My boyfriend/future husband is 19 years older than I am and has a 20 year old daughter and a 21 year old son. The daughter is married and about to make us grandparents for the first time. My kids are actually my ex-girlfriend's children. they lived with me long enough for them to consider me their other mother and convinceing them to call me anything other than Mama is impossible.
The children are 4, 3, and 8 1/2 months. On a regular (but not as often as I'd wish) basis, I get visitation of the kids. I keep them anywhere form a weekend to a month. They call my boyfriend Uncle and they still call me Mama. We go to his family's home where he gets to see their "Mamaw" and "Grandpa". Yes, despite not knowing the relationship between the kids' mom and myself, they know that we have a special bond and so have openly accepted them.
When ever they are with us, it seems like a constant visiting streak. So many want to see them and visit with them while they are here. My friend that I consider my mom is another "Grandma" and another friend an "Aunt".
Their family tree has branches growing out of thin air but no matter what happens. If any of those babies slip off their branches... every other branch would come together to catch them. They are loved and know it. I know I did something right when I can see those smiles and the light in their eyes.
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