About two weeks ago, I found out that another one of my friends is pregnant. This brings the total number of pregnant friends up to six.
SIX.
What the hell is going on? That’s a whole lot of pregnant friends. My two best friends in Chicago are due a month apart. Their bellies are slowly expanding, and that beautiful pregnant glow seems to be increasing by the minute. It’s lovely to watch, and sometimes, when I actually think about it, I miss being pregnant.
Then reality punches me in the mouth and I realize that I’M SO GLAD IT’S NOT ME.
I am so happy to be a mom. I love Jude so, so, so much, but I do not want another child. The though of trying to care for two children scares the bejesus out of me. No sir, more kids for me. I am a proud member of the One and Done Club.
So, from here on out, it’s bottled water only for this gal. From this mama’s point of view, it seems that “pregnant” is indeed contagious
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