I lived with my own mom, who was a single mom, one aunt who was a someday mom, and my grandmother, who we called Nana, who was an always mom. Another pregnant aunt I shared a bed with for a while, an almost mom. There were other moms who visited, other aunts and cousins, and friends and bridge partners of my Nana's coming over for gossip, plus egg salad sandwiches with the crusts cut off.
My daughter and her two kids (boys, 7 and 9) recently moved in with us until she can get back on her feet. Her and the kid's dad (not married) had an acrimonious break up, and because she was working for his family business, she is now without a job. But she should be starting one in the next week or so. The house she was living in with him is owned by the business, so she had to move. The dad isn't paying much for child support and doesn't plan on paying more until "the courts decide the amount."