30 weeks down, 10 to go. (Give or take). I met Jock's mom a few months after we first got together…

30 weeks down, 10 to go. (Give or take).

I met Jock's mom a few months after we first got together (3 years ago). I immediately took his fair warning of "megabitch" into the complete truth. Within these three years I've spoken to her twice, and have seen her three times. She doesn't give one tiny fuck that I'm pregnant and having her 1st grandchild. So, of course she won't be there when I deliver, or anytime afterward really. However, I never took into thought that his dad is going to be a grandfather. I've never met him or spoken to him. He's in Cheyenne Wyoming with other family. Retired and happily living. I figured we would send him pictures or a video. Nope, he talked to Jock on the phone a moment ago. He said for us to call him when my water breaks and he'll be here as soon as possible. He's already got his bags packed. I've never been so nervous to meet someone before. Though I have no worries about him. From what I've heard from other family members, he's a sweetheart teddy bear. Still, I'm nervous. Making a good impression after hours of pain and stress. Wish me luck!