No, I don’t.
I’m just jealous.
Michelle and Jim Bob Duggar, stars of TLC’s 19 Kids and Counting, are expecting their 20th child this spring, news they shared this morning on the Today Show.
The perfectly sweet couple, with their perfectly sweet, 100% healthy children, perpetually remind me of the two high-risk pregnancies I was barely able to pull off without endangering myself or my beautiful babies.
It’s not fair.
Hear the slight whine there?
Annoying, isn’t it…
They manage to pull of pregnancy after pregnancy without a hitch — excluding the last one — and yet, even that darling little 19th J-named addition to the family miraculously came through without a scratch.
It is because they’re Bible thumpers?
Is it because they’re reeeeeally good, God-fearing folk?
Is it because they have secret superhero powers only found in the gritty pages of glossy comic books?
I don’t know.
I just know that I would loved to have more little ones tromping around my house. Maybe four. Maybe six max. I’m Catholic for crying out loud. Big families with all their noise, chaos, love and multiplicity is expected.
My uterus didn’t cooperate.
And before you freak out, of course I wish the Duggars the very best with this new addition to their family. I’m not a monster.
Just a bitter gal with a crappy uterus.