My mom told us we were crazy too. When my husband brought up the idea of getting a pit, I was adamant we would not have one of those "killers" anywhere near my children. I read for days, weeks even, about the breed. I visited the kennel where our girl was being nursed by her mom. On my first visit, I walked into the kennel fearing an attack from the mother. After all, I was a complete stranger. The mother of my Ruby was so generous in allowing me to sit down with her pups and let me become acquainted with Ruby as well as her other pups. I believe she sensed I was afraid but she literally made me right at home among her and her babies.
My mom now loves Ruby. My mother is as prim and proper as they come. A well educated person, refined lady, she is a sight to see walking Ruby in the park early on Sunday mornings.
You're so lucky you got her as a pup! Ours was about 2 (they thought) when we got her, and I've always wondered what she would have looked like as a puppy. There's a picture of her (with her non-stop wagging tail) on my profile page. :-)