Someone finally asked me.
I was waiting for it, really. The whispers around our short engagement, coupled with the fact I may have added a few lbs, meant that it was only a matter of time before someone asked.
Innocent curiosity.
Her: “So, do you think you’ll have kids right away?”
Me, non-committal, not willing to share too much information: “Yeah, soon-ish, we talk about it…”
Her: “Are you now?!”
No. Ha. She was totally sweet about it. It turned out to be a great opportunity to share with her that we weren’t doing the thing that everyone seems to be doing.
The thing that is pretty much expected for an engaged couple in their late twenties to be doing.
If I am pregnant, it’s with the second coming of baby Jesus. (But I know I didn’t read anything in Revelation about the Lord returning for those who are born again through a born-again virgin.)
So, in case anyone else is curious, the answer is no.
Thank you.