When I had my first kid at 20, I was TERRIFIED to tell my dad. I invited him over, we had dinner, watched a movie, he drank some beer, we had dessert, and he LEFT, then I texted him telling him I was pregnant. Luckily by this time he was so drunk he came back and started doing a gangnam style "grampa style" dance. With that same pregnancy I had invited my mom and sister over for tacos. My sister complained that my cousin was pregnant again and said "thank god you're not getting pregnant anytime soon", in which I broke the news like WELL ACTUALLY. Second kid I was like whatever y'all I'm knocked up get ready for cranky bitch Hailey for the next nine months.