When I was pregnant with my second child, my study conductor gasped like I told her I killed her mother or something. Having a child and not waiting for Jahova's new and improved system was the true sign of an unbeliever.
My last year in and a month before I began reading this site all the time, my study conductor in that congregation was talking to me after the Sunday meeting. Another girl came over to talk to her about her (the girl's) high school graduation party that was taking place that afternoon. (Party? Why's there a party I didn't know about?) After the girl walked away, my conductor told me the ENTIRE congregation was invited. EVERYBODY!! I wasn't! Why? I was unbaptized and married to an "unbeliever" who was not wanting anything to do with any religion. I'll never ever forget the shitty, unwanted feeling I felt that day. Here, I busted my ass to get my two babies dressed and made them sit through the meeting, and everyone was enjoying time together afterwards that I wasn't 'entitled' to. Low life sob's.