Okay, so I have this friend from college. We were good friends in college and even though we both wound up in New York City after graduation, we drifted a bit--hey, it's a big city. Still, from time to time we'd get together, usually to talk about life crisis stuff: should I marry this guy I've been dating forever; should I try to buy a house; is that too much to spend for a really great outfit; etc. Then a couple of years ago we both decided to try to get pregnant at about the same time. We went out to dinner and talked about how cool it would be to share maternity clothes and have babies the same age.
You know where this is going right? Of course, she got pregnant right away. My husband describes this friend as the least maternal person on the planet, a description which is really apt. She doesn't cook so during her pregnancy she subsisted almost exclusively on Whoppers from Burger King. Even I, not the biggest vegetable eater on the planet, tried to force a salad into the woman from time to time. She complained that prenatal vitamins made her feel funny so she didn't take them. And of course last year she had a perfectly healthy and wonderfully adorable little boy. When she talked about the birth experience, she talked mostly about how bad the food at the hospital was and how much they charged for parking. The whole miracle of life part was lost on her, but that's okay because I wasn't really bitter. Yet.
Now it's a different story. Today, having just received an email that she's expecting again, I'm bitter. Nevermind that she hasn't asked me once what happened to the baby I was trying to have at the same time she had hers. Nervermind that she was successful in her first month trying, which surprised her because she's not even sure she and her husband are ready. And nevermind me, I guess. I'm just going to sit here surrounded by my amps of Bravelle and my books about financing infertility and be bitter. Feel free to join me.
Hoisting a Burger King chocolate shake in your direction, and hurling one in hers.
Posted by: Julie | February 04, 2004 at 02:41 PM
Oy! Perhaps it might be best to let that "friendship" go. You don't need people like that in your life. It's hard enough when a good friend gets pg (and easily at that) but when they are SO superficial and so uninterested or uncaring about your own situation, I'd say it's time to let them go!
*hugs*
Posted by: Heidi | February 05, 2004 at 01:36 AM
Just remember, in fifteen years her kid will be mean-tempered from all those burgers, whereas your four children will be sweetly-smiling angels.
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