Baby?

About 6 weeks ago, I threw a baby shower for my best friend. The shower was at my house. I got a bunch of pink "It's a girl!" balloons and tied them to our garbage can outside, so that people who had never been to my house before would know they were in the right place. The shower was fun, we had good food and good company. When everyone left we cleaned everything up. Everything except for the balloons. The thought of walking all the way to the garbage can was too much for my lazy self. I told my husband that when it came time for garbage day and he had to take all the garbage out that he should cut them off then and throw them away. He agreed. Garbage day wasn't for like 5 more days, so the balloons sat out there and wilted away in the cold.

Fast -forward to last week. My friend and neighbor Jessica has a daughter named Lily. The Mom's in the ward have a little Mommy and Me play group and they like to get together as much as they can. Jessica and Lily went to the play group and the babies played while the Mom's talked. One of the ladies in the ward told Jessica that at least FIVE women from the ward had come up to her and asked her if she knew how me and my baby girl were doing. She told these women that she was pretty sure that I never had a baby. They all disagreed. I had a baby. A baby girl, in fact. There was proof - they saw pink "It's a girl!" balloons and knew that I had had a baby girl. Anyone who told them otherwise was wrong.

So word of my baby girl gets to the Relief Society President who then calls my Visiting Teacher (who happens to be the bishop's wife and Jessica's mother-in-law) and asks her how me and the baby are. She tells them that I never had a baby. The Relief Society President doesn't believe her and needs to get the facts straight by CALLING MY MOTHER-IN-LAW TO ASK HER IF I HAD A BABY. So she calls my Mother-in-Law and asks her how me and the baby are. My Mother-in-Law, being the sweet innocent lady that she is, said "I don't think that Jodi had a baby." The Relief Society President told her that she needed to call us and talk to us more often so that she would know what was going on in our lives.

Really?

Meanwhile, I did not receive one phone call or have one person come up to me at church and ask me if I had given birth to a baby girl, like the balloons on my garbage can had proclaimed to the ward.

I did not have a baby, just in case you were wondering.