April Showers

There are some days when I just know that I couldn't handle a baby shower. (The day I ran our of church when there was a baptism would have been one of them). But today I was feeling good. It was my friend Lauren's baby shower. She has always been a wonderful friend and I know she follows this blog religiously. She has been incredibly supportive through all this IF crap. I am totally excited for her and have seen her throughout her pregnancy. It hasn't been a problem for me at all. Today, when I walked in and saw her, I started to tear up. Not for myself at all. But because she looked so darn cute and pregnant and happy. I was tearing up for HER. Not me. I think that might qualify as progress.

Of course, the one woman in the room with a baby - 5 weeks old, was sitting next to me. With the baby. Surprisingly, I was just fine with that too. Like I said - it was a good day! When she asked me if I could watch him while she went to the bathroom, I joked that I might run off with him. Luckily she didn't know I was only partially kidding. Probably not good for the infertile woman to make baby-stealing jokes at a shower.

Anyway, it was a lovely shower. And it was nice to be able to honest-to-God be happy for someone else without constantly thinking about yours truly. More progress.

Congratulations, Lauren!

As a note to my current and future pregnant friends - I know you don't know what to say. I know you don't want to make me uncomfortable. Please know that I'm happy for you. (Unless you didn't want to be pregnant - then I'm just pissed.) ;-) Just know that I have good and bad days. If I don't come to your baby-centric events, please don't be offended. It's not that I don't care. Sometimes it's just too much for me. Just wanted to put that out there. You know - for the record and stuff.