There’s a running joke in my church that goes something like this:
If you’ve been dating someone for three months, people wonder why you’re not engaged –
If you’ve been engaged to someone for three months, people wonder why you’re not married –
If you’ve been married to someone for three months, people wonder why you’re not pregnant.
It’s great fun.
On the whole, it’s just what I said it was – a joke. But people take the baby thing pretty seriously around there, and I’m not kidding.
I have my own little personal joke about “baby season” at the church.
Now, at any given moment, it seems as if there are at least 5 or so pregnant women in our congregation of about 1,000 attenders. But when baby season hits, all bets are off, and I mean it.
Just today I learned of 3 four (see comments) different women who are expecting – one of whom is expecting twins!
It’s like, in the water or something. I literally need my toes to count all the women within the church who have buns in their ovens.
I can just feel it, pretty soon it’s going to branch out of just my church circle, and either my best friend or one of my sisters-in-law are going to tell me that they too, are expecting.
STOP THE MADNESS!!!