Several people have asked me what my grandchild will call me. My sister-in-law said, "Have you chosen your Grandma name yet?" ( I believe her grandchildren call her Momo) This seems to be quite a big thing ("it's very important" one person wrote). I must be out of the loop because I didn't realize that this was part of being a grandmother.
I am pretty boring and traditional about such things. I imagine I will be called Grandma. Or if Sofia comes up with some sweet and charming version of that or her own name for me, then that will be it. I will, however, discourage Granny as it carries too many toothless hag connotations for me. Grammy, on the other hand, has no such baggage and works fine in my book. Don't ask me why there's a difference. There just is.
Both of my grandmothers were called Grandma. My children called both of their grandmothers Grandma. My great grandmother was called Bam which was the short version of Bamma which one of her grandchildren said instead of Grandma. Once we visited her in the tiny Colorado town where she lived and I was amused to find that the mailman and the clerk at the grocery store and friends at the Methodist Church also called her Bam.
I understand that sometimes these names are invented to differentiate between multiple generations of still living grandmothers, as well as the multiples that happen when people divorce and remarry. We have no such complications. In fact I will be the only one called Grandma and Ray the only Grandpa. Sofia's other grandparents live in Ecuador and speak Spanish and will therefore be Abuela and Abuelo. Emily and Cayo intend for Sofia to be bilingual.
So, there you go. Grandma. I guess I have chosen.