Good friend is recent new mother to DS2. She is so pleased as had a rough time getting pregnant and so on, so a much longed for child. Eldest is 5. Several times though, she has painted these word portraits of herself in the middle of her bed with kids draped over her, breast feeding, snoozing, eating etc etc. with this blissed out look on her face and waiting for a response from me. I just give her a most quizzical look. What does she want me to say? I am jealous that she is such a paragon of motherly virtue? She sort of describes herself as this sort of thing with kids latched on or hanging off her ("DD1 has to come upstairs if I am up there").
Admitted I crawled into bed with my 2dd (18 years and 4) the other weekend, but for a half an hour...not the whole afternoon. I really enjoyed it but I also enjoyed a film later on. I wasn't telling anyone with this glassy look on my face...I don't get it.
Am I being a total bitch? I feel bad for not understanding her, or just not caring that much and it means alot to her obviously. it makes me feel a bit queasy