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Is anyone else absolutely sick and tired of being the TTC friend, with no baby, that has to constantly be happy and excited for everyone else, while their own life is just a complete mess. I am so exhausted from it all.
I had a miscarriage last year, after 2 years of TTC. We're back into the thick of it with TTC and undergoing even more tests. In a friend group of 5, all have either had babies in 2021, or are currently pregnant and due soon (1 baby is due weeks away from when mine would have been). Life just feels like constant baby showers and announcements at the moment. I've been to so many in the past month alone!
My friends are great, really lovely girls. But I am just so tired of having to be happy for them. It is draining all my energy. Our WhatsApp group is just constant baby chat, or photos of babies ALL DAY. They do check in with me, and ask about me and what I've been up to etc, but as their lives are obviously taken over by children at the minute, the conversations just drift that way naturally and it just becomes the focus of the chat.
I feel so conflicted, because I am happy for them. They all deserve everything and more in life. But I am also just so sad. The sadness is consuming me, and making me not want to hang around with these girls. These are girls I've been friends with for 15+ years, but it is just so hard at the moment. The WhatsApp's are so unhealthy for my mental health, but I can't just leave and avoid my entire friendship circle until I am someday hopefully lucky enough to have a baby.
The one friend who is due around my due date, I find particularly hard to be around. Especially as it is coming up soon. I just want what she has so much. She is lovely in that she clearly tries not to talk about the pregnancy around me, unless someone else brings it up, but that doesn't even help because I feel like a horrible friend not asking her, and not checking how she is. But even hearing her answer hurts me. How selfish is that?? I just can't get my head around all these feelings I have.
Every picture they send, or every little story they have, physically hurts me. I hate feeling like this.