Let us get this straight. I am not vain or anything. At least I do not think so. It was as simple as this: the idea of being a grandma just never crossed my mind – not in any serious or deliberated way. My baby girl was my baby girl and her having a baby or babies for that matter was not something that I seriously contemplated.
When I learned off her pregnancy, two thoughts came to mind. Knowing her medical history, I was concerned for her safety. Sharing the news of the upcoming change in my status with my closest women-friends and having them say to me, “Congratulations, Grandma,” was when the second thought came to me.
Who Me, Grandma?
“Do not call me Grandma!”
To this day I still cannot say why I was so adamant, totally rejecting that nomenclature. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that despite a few sags here and there on my body, I am a fairly young looking 50 year old (48 year old at the time of the news).
Grandma comes with certain expectations, labelling and boxing – all of which are things that I either try not to do, completely do not do or resist. As a black woman, labels have been placed on me and the expectations to match them have not necessarily been complimentary. I grew up “fighting” against them, studying and working extra hard to rise above them. “Grandma” had connotations that my life was about to be over, at least the independent, pack up and go whenever and wherever I please, enroll in another educational programme or fall in love with whomever I please days were done.
It was one of the women in my inner circle who gave me an out. Knowing that, while I am not a diva in style or behaviour, my independence and passion for life were my primary channels of endeavours and loving, she said,
Okay, we will call you Glamma!
Collection For A Glamma
That was it and it was perfect.
If there is only one lesson that I am able to teach my granddaughter this is it – corny as it might sound – life is what you make it and you must make it glamourous no matter your present circumstances. So raiding our Fashion Contributor’s, Mardene Carr, wardrobe again, here are some ensembles this chameleon of a Glamma would wear this Mother’s Day – depending on the escort and the venue. There were so many to choose from both from my friend’s wardrobe and others so feast your eyes and hop on over and get ready for the big day:
Remember, you can buy any of these pieces from Mardene’s website. She receives compensation for any purchases made there. Did you see our Spring collection – also courtesy of Mardene? Check it out here.
Almost two years later, I proudly wear the title Glamma but my Kitten, my nickname for her, is still too young to pronounce it and now calls me – guess what? Granma! I will take that too.
What will you be doing this Mother’s Day? Are you like me, both a mother and grandmother? Whatever you do, do have a wonderful time however that looks for you. Subscribe and join our community to receive updates of our posts, and to be part of the conversation. This month, we are looking at not just being a Grandma but the seven deadly sins and virtues and how they affect our lives. Have a great day!