Our pregnancy is a blessing, no doubt about it. It came as a surprise about two years ahead of schedule, but a blessing.
We had told most of our family at the start of 2nd tri, but SO didn't know how to tell his mom and sister. They both live 8 hours away, he only sees them twice a year if that due to conflicting schedules. He talks to them regularly on the phone but the conversations are normally focused on the problems the mom and sister are having and not so much "what's new with you? How's Donna doing?" etc... so no good lead into the "you're going to be a grandma/aunt" conversation.
I asked SO to find out his blood type for that rhogam (sp?) deal and figured his mom would sure wonder why he needed to know his blood type and that might spark a convo... It did.
From what he told me it went like this:
His mom was venting for 20 minutes about his sister and nephew and he asked if she was ready to be a grandma again and she said "No". Then a couple of negative comments SO didn't repeat to me, and then the kicker- "What's her name again?"
(We haven't had the pleasure of meeting yet. SO would see that side of the family for holidays and I would go and visit my family for holidays. But she should know my name! We have been together for some time! I have sent her holiday cards.)
Soon enough, she came around and said she will come for the delivery and to help out afterward. My family won't be able to be there so it will be nice to have help from someone who has raise two kids those first few days. Hope she can remember my name when she comes to visit.