While monitoring the front door at Minnehaha academy as a part of my summer job with the school, I was waiting around for people to come to the door when amazing news struck the main office: Tommy's wife was pregnant.
Who Tommy was or what he was all about still evades me, but as soon as the receptionist broke the news, shrieks, squeals, and screams of joy and wonder flooded the rather large room. Even so, up to 45 minutes after the fact, the ladies in the office picked up the office phone and called more and more people, re-emphasizing the excitement time and time again, even justifying a few long-distance “business-calls” to express their exuberance with others.
Why is this? Certainly it is a joyous occasion, but how could it elicit such a reaction? Had it have been a room of guys, I would presume the reaction would have been something more like, “Mike.. That tiger.. Rawr.” This would come along with some fist bumping, or something of the sort.
At the same time, I envy women this ability to express their joy and excitement; often I find it extremely difficult to do the same. I would imagine that it would be taken in the wrong way if I were to run around with my guy-friends, yipping, yelling, and “YES!-ing.” How do we get away with it, guys? How would we express our joys that “She's Pregnant?”
I would do a jaw drop, smile, and say "WOW! that's great! Good for Tommy. Good for Tommy's wife. They were obedient in the command to be fruitful and multiply. May their child be healthy, strong, and as good looking as Tommy's wife. Also may it be a male so as to carry on the family's name."
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