The first feeling was jealously not joy.
My brain was telling me to say “Congratulations, I’m so happy for you.”
And I did, right after “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. The practice run try?”
She’s 31. She’s got fresh sperm. It was easy.
She’s by far my favorite relative in all of Chicken’s family and it IS going to be super cool having another cousin so close in age.
And yet the news still hit me a bit like acid being thrown.
We told her before anyone in our family. And now we know before anyone else as well. I’m flattered we are the first to know.
I am truly joyful for her and wish her a great pregnancy.
But damn. That initial reaction.
It never gets easier.
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