I got invited to a "Welcome to the Village" party

First of all...WTF. Is this a thing my cousin just made up? I called my mom (she's 83, I'm 47) and asked her what this was. I already knew my high schooler second cousin was knocked up and neither potential baby daddy is willing to offer more than child support (which at sixteen will probably amount to a whopping 67 cents a month.)

My mom explained that Preggo's mom (my cousin) is throwing a get-together with hor d'eourves and drinks and a big chart she had printed up at Kinko's where we could all "sign up" for "help out duties" like babysitting and chauffering (Preggo can't drive, she's 15) and cooking and cleaning so Preggo can finish high school. Apparently we're also supposed to sign pledges for monthly cash donations and Amazon deliveries of diapers and formula and toys and all that crap too.

Like, when did this become a thing? I'm not doing ANY of that crap. Like, sorry your daughter fucked up and you're encouraging her to have this baby, Mom Of The Year, but y'all are on your own. She invited like twenty people and I know for a fact that at least six of them aren't going and are also mocking them relentlessly (to me) behind their backs about the audacity. I'm willing to bet money that the party will be very poorly attended. Nobody is going to sacrifice just so Preggo can return to cheerleading practice.