When I was in High School I was in the drama club and we did a production called, "Babies Having Babies", it was about teenage pregnancy. I played an 8-month pregnant High Schooler. I remember entering the stage with my overstuffed pillow belly and glancing into the audience only to spot my father's face, which was draped with horror. I expected pride, I got sheer terror. I guess he wasn't expecting to see his 16-year old daughter with a big pregnant belly.
I wonder what he'd think of his 7 year old granddaughter as a mother of two?