If you’re pregnant and currently walking through—okay, waddling through—your ninth month of pregnancy, please don’t slap my face when I tell you that you’re beautiful. Here’s why.
First, it’s neither a corny attempt to make you feel better, nor veiled sarcasm to try and get a laugh. No, it’s just the truth. You are Eve before the apple. And even though you probably—no, almost certainly—don’t feel the least bit beautiful…you are.
Second, I have long maintained that the biblical way to outnumber the wicked is to simply outnumber them. The late Libyan dictator Muammar Gaddafi, evil and twisted though he was, once predicted that Islam would conquer Europe without a shot fired, simply because Muslim immigrants were averaging about five children per household while birthrates amongst Europe’s native populations were (and still are) plummeting. Today, it looks like mad Muammar was prophesying.