To all my dear pregnant friends and family.
I love you all. I really do. But I just simply can’t deal right at this moment with you b ring pregnant. Whether you’re feeling great or feeling like poop. So please don’t be upset or offended if I completely ignore you or pretend like you don’t exist. It’s not totally you. It’s more me. I’m forest green with envy and jealousy and dealing with being caught totally off-guard by the emotion and the intensity of it.
You see, I thought I was okay with it. I thought I’d gotten over the fact that I’m nearing my mid 30’s and still haven’t conceived.
I guess not.
But congratulations. I love all of you.