I just wanted to gloat that my friend Lori had a baby on Friday. I went to see her at the hospital, and held her new baby girl (Nevaeh) for at least an hour. SHE IS PRECIOUS, by the way. But, the point of this super-short post is- I wasn't pissed off and crazy-jealous. Maybe I was a little jealous, but it didn't affect me like you would think.
Huh.

Oh, and my baby twin is getting close (2 months, I think) to having her baby. That means in some weird twisted way that the normal person couldn't fathom, I believe mine will be coming soon too.

I suppose I have to tell the story.

My friend, Jessica, had a baby girl. A year later, I had a baby girl. Then she had a boy. A year later I had a boy. For years after that, neither one of us could get preggo. Then she got pregnant. Then she miscarried. Then I got pregnant. Then I miscarried. Now she's pregnant again. (We have always joked that we were baby twins- even way before the miscarriages.)

I know how that sounds. But now, it's eerily comforting.