I hate this. I just made a dreaded call to one of my best friends from grad school to tell her we are pregnant. My friend has been trying to have a baby for 4 years. I won’t go into the details of her story, but trust me that it is brutal and involved IVF and eventually international adoption. But they don’t have their kids yet. Russia is basically shut down and they have no earthly idea when they will become a family.
They have been waiting forever.
So yeah, I was dreading the call. D R E A D I N G it.
My friend did not ask many questions. She got off the phone quickly. I heard the strain in her voice when she congratulated me. She was trying so hard to be happy for me. I get it. I have done that. She probably got off the phone and cried into her couch.
In the last two years we became comrads…waiting for babies together. Discussing the suckitude. And now she’s feeling left behind. It is heartbreaking to be lapped and left behind and simultaneously wishing the best for your friends, feeling happy that at least other people are getting babies.
It just feels yucky. I hate it.