Hell has frozen over. I feel sorry for a Kardashian. It’s Khloe. The middle Kardashian daughter, 28, (2 older sisters, 2 younger sisters, 1 younger brother). She’s a more-than-willing reality star, of course. The problem with agreeing to TV cameras in every aspect of one’s life is that it’s impossible to predict what life will bring.
After entering our consciousness as the either the K girl ‘with curves’ or, ‘the pudgy one’, depending on your level of meanness, Khloe recently lost weight and has admitted to feeling the strain of comparisons to her thinner sibs.
Hard enough, but last September, Khloe’s struggles with fertility became daily fodder for…well, the world. Would you want all of us in the room when you’re told you’re failing to ovulate? Not bloody likely.
At that time, Super K (Kim, 31) shared plans to freeze her eggs for later implantation, and Khloe told a Good Morning America interviewer:
“I never knew all the difficulties with getting pregnant. I think that my mom has so many kids, and Kourtney pops them out like a PEZ dispenser, so you think it’s, like, so easy. You realize it’s not as easy as you might think.”
Kourtney has delivered a second child and may be thinking about a third. Then, in December, Kim announced that frozen eggs won’t be necessary. She’s pregnant, due in June. Baby Daddy: Kanye West. Life & Style reports, “Khloe is a wreck,” and is “trying to stay positive but . . . she’s hurting inside.” Well, duh.
In late January, Khloe sent a minion to publicly state that she is not, in fact, pregnant, responding to loud, inaccurate buzz that a dual pregnancy spin-off show is in the works. A family friend recently told HollywoodLife.com:
“Now that Kim is pregnant, Khloe is making it her top priority to get pregnant next. She really wants her kids to be the same ages as their cousins and is starting to panic a little.”
This person spoke exclusively to that website, meaning: ‘got paid to talk’. (Yo, Khloe! This is not a friend.)
Is there a by-chance NotMom anywhere who hasn’t experienced the happy sadness that grabs hold during a good friend’s pregnancy? For enough money, I suppose any of us might bite the bullet and share our wistful smiles and earnest tears with the public, but there are easier ways to make a living.