The only conversation I had with anybody at church on Sunday:
Woman: "How many months?" (gesturing at my stomach)
Me: "Oh, I'm not pregnant."
Woman: "Well you look like it."
Me: stunned silence
Woman: "Well, get on it!"
Me: "I can't have children."
Woman: "My friend couldn' have babies. She had four, five of 'em and they just kep' dyin'"
Me: "Oh, that would have been tough. We've lost three."
Woman: "Yep, she just kep' havin' 'em and havin' 'em and they kept dyin'" (this was said very quickly as she retreated away)