Auntie: Good to see you, dear. Have a seat. Congratulations! So, now the wedding is over, when are you having my niece and nephews?
Me: Excuse me?
Auntie: I know your wedding was a week ago. But now, I am ready for you to have children.
Uncle: [saunters in the room as though someone called his name]. Yes. We are waiting on you. Our 2-year old daughter needs someone to play with.
Aunt: What she needs to do is have a boy.
Aunt: But the boy will bored. So, then she’ll have three more children.
Uncle: Let’s pray that she has quadruplets.
Aunt: Yes, quadruplets! Three boys and one girl. That’ll be perfect.
Great Aunt: Don’t be like your peers. I don’t understand this millennial generation. They are selfish people. My neighbor is 35. She and her husband of 7 years do not have kids. And I ask myself, what are they waiting for? She is not getting any younger. The Bible says, “Be fruitful and multiply.” Not to remain a barren woman. It is disrespectful to be capable of having children, yet refuse. This generation [shakes her head]. I don’t know.
Aunt: You’re a nice girl, Yaa. You’ll do the right thing.
Great Aunt: And I need some grandbabies. So, when I see you in six months, you’ll be revealing your baby bump. Right?
Me: [smiles]. Okay.
The three discussed their plans for my family for the next 45 minutes. Since they were the experts on the topic, I did not interrupt. I smiled, nodded, and laughed when appropriate. I didn’t mention that given the birth control I was using, the chances of me having a child were slim to none. But I appreciate their support and look forward to having the same conversation with them again during Thanksgiving break.