my ILs and their kids left to go camping on Sunday after church. as MIL hugged me and DH good-bye, she looked us right in the eye and said, "now, you are not allowed to have this baby until i come back."
DH and i just looked at her. i said, trying to keep the mood light, "well, if she's decides to arrive, there's not a whole lot i can do to stop nature from taking its course!" she looked at me, dead serious, and said, "yes. there is. promise me. " i told her that of course i couldn't promise that i wouldn't go into labour, and she kept repeating "no, you have to promise."
she then looks at my DH and says, "make sure she doesn't go into labour until we come back. i mean it!" at that point, i said "what, would you like me to just cross my legs and bite my nails and hope for the best?" she laughed and walked away, still saying "no baby until we're home!"
DH and i have spent the whole week laughing about it, despite how annoyed i was at the time. every time i have a BH contraction or if i groan in pain, he goes "wait! keep that baby in! get those legs crossed!"
it's hilarious, especially since MIL has had 11 kids and 9 full-term pregnancies! good grief! it was just too funny not to share!