This guest post comes from Ericka who recently started her blog, One Hot Mimi (it’s not currently working). Go on over and welcome her to the blogging world! If you would like to guest post, whether you have a blog or not, drop me an email at elle dot mommyhood at gmail.com.
The word grandmother makes me cringe, but so do any other terms that refer to it. When you become one, especially at my age, it’s best to quickly pick the least offensive name and just go with it! Besides, Mimi is Mariah Carey’s nickname.
Although I am not a big fan of Mimi Carey, if that diva bitch can pull it off, so can I. After all, I sing but I’m not a total note whore. I guess that’s why I never got a record deal.
I have one granddaughter… strike that! I mean I have a little girl that my youngest daughter gave birth to but she’s been with me since she was a newborn. Most people that don’t know us think she is my daughter. They say “Oh! She looks just like you!” “But you are too young to be a grandma!”
They look at me crazy when I attempt to explain that I’m just a hot young granny raising her granddaughter but don’t call me a GILF! My husband says I’m still a MILF. (A Mimi I’d like to ____.)
Maybe I should stop saying that and just keep it real but the truth hurts way too much.
We were granted guardianship when Calee was just 6 weeks old. We didn’t have 9 months to prepare for a baby. It was rushed and bittersweet. She is so precious to me but the circumstances were so incredibly sad and stressful. When a baby comes into this world, it should be celebrated. I looked at her tiny face and promised her I would do anything to keep her safe.
There have been many challenges to being a Mimi raising a now toddler. I think the worst is that I have Lupus and Fibromyalgia. I am in constant excruciating pain and I stay exhausted. The simple things like preparing a meal, doing laundry, giving Calee a bath or just taking a shower are almost impossible tasks.
The truth is, I need someone to take care of me. It makes me sad and most days I feel worthless. However, when she sits on my lap, gives me a hug and smiles at me, it’s the best feeling in the world! She is happy, loved and safe.
I’ve been a faithful reader since discovering both almost a year ago. It’s nice to relate to others going through the same things and laughter really is the best medicine. Thank you Elle for making me laugh my ass off and offering me the chance to sit on Ryan Goslings face first. I hope you had a wonderful birthday, my friend. Xoxo