Jealousy

I am certainly not one of those people who had to be the best. I didn’t care about competitions when I was in school and even after that for that matter. When it comes to Isabella I find that I’m quite competitive and even jealous. Not of other kids because let’s be honest Isabella is the shit. I am jealous of Johnny. Isabella is the spitting image of him. When she was really little their infant pictures were indistinguishable. I am quite pale with dirty blond hair, always had blotchy skin, and blue eyes. Isabella doesn’t look a single thing like me. I can’t help but feel that I’ve lost some sort of gene race. People always ask if I’m her babysitter and respond with a puzzled glance when I say she’s my daughter. What if the next one is all me and we have to have to keep reassuring them that neither are adopted?