I can’t tell you how often I feel the envy rise in my blood when I see pictures of friends’ beach vacations or read about yet another date night or impromptu road trip via Facebook updates. I am just not good at being “not the jealous type”. Last week I was starting to feel a little sorry for myself, but then I realized, I’m 29 (yes, I am implying that is young). I have a toddler and am expecting another…