My daughter and her boyfriend had lived together for six years when she got pregnant. When my DGD was 11 months he decided he didn't want to be a full time dad anymore. Dear daughter asked if she could move in with me til she got on her feet. I supported her while she went back to school and found a new and better career. It was hard for a while. I didn't have the me time anymore and my house was turned upside down to find room for them. Long story short my DGD is six now and I can't imagine life without her here. She is my quilting buddy and loves going to the fabric store more than I do.