I get together with my mommy friends a lot during the week. It's fun to get together, share stories, ask advice, laugh and just get out of the house. It's an amazing support group and I am lucky to have found them.
But after leaving a meeting this week I got in my car and started to cry. My feelings were hurt. My infertile feelings had their heart broken. And it's crazy that they still can be broken even after my success.
Again, my new friends were talking about when they were going to try for baby number two. And with absolute certainty they knew they would get pregnant. Not only would they get pregnant they knew what month they would. How could they be so sure about this? Because it worked for their first baby. One mother boosted about how she got off the pill and the next week she was pregnant. Or another added she knows the moment she's ovulating. I heard statements like this: "We are getting pregnant in January so we can have a September baby."
I got in the car after listening to that conversation and cried. My feelings were hurt because I was jealous. I was jealous of their conviction, their ease for their first baby and I was jealous they were having more babies. I started getting sad for all my blog friends who are still in the throws off infertility and for those having adoption issues. So many childless mothers out there unable to make statements like these ladies could.
I just wish every woman could be so certain.