Polyamory Australia

I am not sure if there have been exactly ten prior unexpected twists in our poly life - if fact, if I listed them, there have probably been more than that. But this one was a doozy.

We have apparently raised a unicorn!

A unicorn, in poly terms, is the mythical beast sought by the clueless and hopeful who post intros on the email lists and forums along these lines:

We are a fun-loving couple, she is bi, he is straight, looking for a bi woman to make our family complete. Must love kids and have good sense of humour. (Shopping list of hobbies and interests.) Drivers license preferred.

Yes, our oldest daughter, who is still a teen but all legal and age-of-consenting, is happily bisexual. Not only that, she has just started dating a lovely young 21-year-old couple. They seem much healthier for her than the string of emotionally-stunted teenage boys she has had in her life lately.

In fact, there is only one previous boyfriend that we felt had her best interests at heart, even when it was difficult for him - but unfortunately, even though she converted him from mono to poly, it didn't last. Bad timing more than anything else ... but I digress.

Anyway, just to make this particular twist a double-bunger, this young couple have a two-month-old baby, and our daughter proudly informed me this week that makes me a grandmother.

Aaaaack!

Well, I will give it some time and see if it lasts, of course, before knitting bootees, but I had expected another ten or fifteen years as a MILF before having to deal with grandmotherhood.

Mind you, it's easier for me to deal with it than it is for my 27-year-old partner, who was recently accosted in the kitchen in a pre-coffee state and asked to choose his grandparent name ...