MItoDC
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I love this thread so much.
My best friend just told me she's pregnant. It was their FIRST TIME not using any kind of birth control. I totally started crying (for me) when I talked to her on the phone about it, which is awful...I was trying so hard not to cry, but I just couldn't help it. And she said, "You were the first and last person I wanted to tell". Ugh, so crushing, in so many ways. I'm happy for her but at the same time, I'm so jealous I could bite the leg off a chair. Imagine never having to go through the TWW! Can you even imagine that? I can't anymore. She was really on the fence about having kids, too, you know? All of it is unfair. But, of course, life isn't fair, and don't we all know it. I wish i could just be happy for her, and not be a jerk about it. I mean, I AM happy for her. I'm sad for me, and I wish I could separate that from being happy for her. I just feel like everyone around me is having kids, and I have to watch it and be happy for them, AND I'M NEVER ALLOWED TO BE SAD ABOUT IT...or to ditch their stupid kid parties and baby showers and everything else because the whole thing makes me feel so bad I just want to hulksmash everything. It's bad enough with my Fertile Fanny SIL and her endless baby-related Facebook posts...I know my best friend won't do that stuff, but...I don't know. It sucks. It just sucks. Also just found out other friends of ours are having a second kid. Great. More kids I have to pretend to be excited about. I just want to have one kid. ONE. I would be happy with ONE. Okay? JUST ONE. And I'm sorry, I truly do feel for people who have secondary infertility, or any infertility, but when you want a fourth kid and I can't even have ONE, it's hard to feel sympathy. I'm so depressed...I hate it.
Oh Amari. That is so awful. I went through the exact same thing with my best friend. We always talked about wanting to have kids together and both started trying at the same time. She's now the mommy to a handsome, bouncing 2-month old, and we're still waiting to see a hint of a line one month. I cried when I found out she was pregnant, cried at her baby shower (in the bathroom - so pitiful), and cried when he was born - all for me and for my husband. I felt awful because I'm really, truly SO happy for her.