Don't read this. It's rubbish.

Recetly I became a granddad, my brothers became great uncles etc. My wonderful daughter gave birth to my beautiful granddaughter in the early hours of 27th Jan. Her mother, my ex wife, phoned me a couple of minutes later, waking me up from my just got to sleep. Obviously no more sleep for me that night, it's far too difficult to sleep when you're grinning from ear to ear with adrenaline coursing through your veins. A couple of days later saw me go up to see her and everybody else, and my, how gorgeous she is. Seeing my daughter hardly able to walk was hard, and helping her climb the stairs was 'fun'. Still, being called a 'baby whisperer' by ex wife was lovely, and holding a newborn felt strange but fantastic. All in all, it was a great weekend, and I can't wait to do it again.