Right on, Marco, well done. Don't worry, it gets easier. My wife and
son were my first passengers.

They were also the passengers on board when the nosewheel collapsed in
our "new" plane and we slammed nose-first onto the pavement and slid 500
feet to a stop, and one of my first thoughts as we were running into the
field was that they would never go up with me again. It took almost a
year, but they did.

They are still the passengers I take up most often, and definitely the
most enthusiastic. Never underestimate your non-pilot family.