So, a little over a month ago, my boyfriends dad had visited from Pennsylvania (we live in Texas) and had gone through his 20 year old sons phone that he does not pay for and read messages between us. We want a baby, and have wanted a baby, which is a daily discussion for us. He told his son we are bad people for wanting a baby and evil because long story short he doesn't want to be a grandpa. He told his son he took him out of his will all because of this. He also said he is going to force me to go on birth control. First of all, I'm not on it for personal reasons. I'll be damned if a grown ass man is going to make me get on birth control. His dad has pretty much told him he no longer has a son, and my boyfriend is fine with that. He wouldn't want a man like that involved in his life anyways, at least until he changed. Well, after he went back to Pennsylvania, I go to pee, and something told me hey, take a hpt. And I did, and got bfp on the day before I was supposed to get my period. We hadn't even tried that month to get pregnant, it was the last thing on our minds. Well, now we are 9 weeks pregnant, after 9 and a half months of trying then giving up before his dad came to town, and surpriseee! 😂 I don't want our child to be around a bitter old man who can't accept his son making grown decisions. I get it its his dad, but this is my choice for our family and if my boyfriend wants his dad to be back in his life, that's fine. But this was my little journey to pregnancy story I thought I would share, because since we found we are pregnant we have been so happy. Its just crazy how things worked out