So my bff had her baby boy yesterday. I got to get a glimpse of him in the nursery. She was in recovery, so I’ll see her today. After I saw him, I went to the car and cried. I cried b/c I was happy, joyful, speechless. I cried b/c I was sad, heartbroken, empty. I don’t know how to explain it. I’m overjoyed, I have loved that baby to pieces since she told me she was pregnant. But I’m sad for me too.
It’s funny how “identical” paths in life meet a fork in the road and you find yourself somewhat alone in your path. We got married months apart. Started ttc the same month (that wasn’t planned, just happened that way). And we talked about going through pregnancy together and our kids playing together. Then My DH and I got the bad news. So the day she had her baby, I got my IVF meds in the mail. The month she had her baby, is my last period before I start bc in May. Funny how we ended up on two very different paths.
This just tells me it could easily be anyone of us this happens to. It’s just that life chose me.