My sister. Terrifying.

Let me just say that pregnant women scare me. It’s beyond irrational and I know that on some innate biological human level it’s a beautiful thing (and being the basis for propagation of the species doesn’t hurt its image either).

But, on a personal level I’m bothered because of the notion that another life is gestating within the confines of her reproductive system. And that someone had to have sex with her for all of this to be possible. safsdkm;lds,f She knows how I feel about her pregnancy and bless her gravid heart for putting up with/making me deal better with what she’s going through.

Maybe I shouldn’t be so descriptive/imaginative/poignant about it. But she keeps texting me her pregnant lady ordeals (read: swollen feet, a heightened olfactory sense, protruding belly button) and it doesn’t help.

Anyways, she’s having a son and thinking of naming him Harper, which I though was adorbz and didn’t lean towards conventional male gender normative name.

Uncle Jarrett… WELL…