I just can’t say it any better myself, so go here and read this post.
It’s something that I’ve struggled with throughout this journey — handling other people’s pregnancies. Basically feeling like a complete shithead because it’s so difficult to be happy for the gazillion people in my life popping out babies with ease.
A friend, after attending my birthday party in June, said that she realized I really wasn’t kidding when I said that ‘everyone I know is pregnant’, as she watched literally almost all my friends filter in with their pregnant bellies/babies/toddlers.
It was so great to read this blog post and know that I wasn’t alone in my feelings. I beat myself up on a regular basis for not being a better friend. But sometimes it’s just too damn painful. I know it’s self-preservation, but it doesn’t help me feel any better about it.
Why are you still here? Go read that post!