I'm at work at the moment but my plans for tonight involve locking myself away and sobbing.
My best friend in the entire world, who I love so much, is pregnant. I am not. I'm now on 10 months of trying and struggling to be ok with it. I am so happy for her and am putting on my best "no honestly it doesn't upset me AT ALL" act even though it's just a big fat reminder that it's looking less and less likely to happen for me.
Luckily she is super-considerate and told me in a very sensitive way, and I know that she's not going to be rubbing my face in her pregnancy at all, or complaining about it at all, or anything like that because she really is amazing and she knows just how much I am struggling. She was terrified of telling me. I'm very excited to be an auntie to her little one but can't help feeling that I've lost my confidante. I know I can't talk to her about my struggles with ttc when she has had it so easy (she had her IUD removed two months ago and is now 7 weeks - she didn't even have a period between removal and getting pregnant). I've actually told her that DH and I have stopped trying, just so I don't have to talk about it.
To make matters worse, I really would love an April baby (which I would get if I fell pregnant this month). I'm 5 days past ovulation with very tender boobies and I'm symptom spotting like crazy, which means I'm only going to be even more heartbroken when AF inevitably turns up next weekend.
AIBU to sob and drink a lot of wine?