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This is funnnnnaaaaaayyy stuff. You guys are great
Okay, so my husband is a pastor (one of three) at a church and so I am considered a public figure, I guess, to the 800 people there. I get questions and dumb all the time, and it's my job to handle it with grace, though I too much enjoy messing with people's heads. Here are 4 weeks in a row of Sundays for me, beginning late in Feb
Week 4 - The SAME woman who NEVER talks to me ever except now that I am largely hugely pregnant is convinced I am going to drop a bowling ball out at any second. she has been asking me for 4 weeks "how much longer until you're due" and I keep telling her "end of March, early April". This week, she forgets AGAIN that I keep giving her the same information, so my grace drops a bit and I say "Why do you even ask? the baby will come out when the baby comes out." She responds "I just want to be happy for you" so I say "So BE HAPPY FOR ME!" She then coos and says "Aww, are you frustrated you're still pregnant?" So I lose all grace entirely and say, "No, I just have no more nice answers to dumb questions." (she hasn't bothered me since)
Week 3 - I am really irritated after the first 5 minutes of coffee hour and 38 separate people have asked the SAME question "Are you still pregnant?" So, I start faking early labor when I am in conversation with people. Then after they get all petrified I tell them I'm faking it and to knock it off. I even semi-playfully hit a couple of my more closer aquaintances/friends (again, loss of grace) to reinforce the point. Then, I go home and post on my Facebook account (which many many of them will see) that it would not be even a medically interesting question to ask me if I was still pregnant until April, and even then it is a dumb question to ask with large protrusion of belly plainly in view.
Week 2 - Daylight Savings Time Change!!! - We are forgetful this year and of course we are an hour late, causing my pastor husband to completely miss the class he teaches every week. This caused the biggest, funniest buzz around the church, involving lots of questions to other staff people who would be "in the know" if we were really birthing our child. Then, we walk in still in enough time to attend the second service, and I cannot bring myself to sit up in the service because I know I'll have to leave twice or more to pee during the service and what would that do to the eager labor-watchers, so I hang out with my other kiddos in the nursery wing. I just couldn't contribute to any more buzz (not that particular week). But the looks on people's faces when we walked in were AWESOME!! One person even said "what are you doing here, you're in LABOR!!"" Ha ha ha! um, sorry, not really.
Week 1 (this past week) - I skip church and stay home to nap because I'm tired, keeping our 2-yr-old with me so we nap together, and sending on my husband and 4-yr-old to church. Apparently my poor 4 1/2 yr old daughter was the "informant" everyone was seeking out to find out "when is mommy's baby coming out?" until her very wise sunday school teacher shooed everyone away and gave her some motherly love for me. Good teacher, good friend.
Yup. Well-meaning, loving people, just displaying the common stupid (as opposed to common sense)
look on his face... you know, complete with the blood draining from his face and all that. 
I'm not an invalid!
These are great to read.... laughter is definitely what I need!
