Hey jealousy...
I'm not the sort to get jealous often. Or, at the very least, I'm not the sort to publicly admit to getting jealous often. Life isn't perfect and we play the hand we're dealt, right?
Well, this whole pregnancy thing has made me insanely jealous. Of Katie. For being pregnant. And me, having that Y chromosome and the lack of the proper body parts to carry the baby myself.
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