But seriously, it's been a bit of good and bad here in the nest.
The good: Can I just say that I love my ND? LOVE. While putting in my copious needles for acupuncture this afternoon we were chatting and I swear she either secretly reads my blog or my mind!
Probably neither, but she totally broached the topic of "worthiness." Not worded quite like that, but totally touching on many of the things I blogged about in my last post. She is so supportive and kind. I know I'm practically funding her a new car on my own, but gosh darn it, she is worth it!
The bad: So my friend and his 'evil' wife had their baby. This isn't bad. This is wonderful - baby is healthy - yay! But since 'they' got pregnant, Irish Boy and I have been exiled to the land of infertiles or something. We've had no contact with them since May. My friend and I have been super close since high school. He was the best man at our wedding. He and Irish Boy get along. After he got married we didn't see as much of him (no idea what's up with that) but after 'evil wife' got pregnant it got even less frequent. He knows all about our IF issues (so by proxy I'm sure she does too) - but the last time I saw him in May for lunch he talked the entire time about decorating the nursery. Whatev's, he was excited (though I won't lie, it hurt) - but that's the last I saw or heard of him. I sent him a birthday card in June and got no response.
The only reason I know that the baby is born is because of (evil) Facebook. And what makes it so bad in my books is that 'evil wife' was NEVER on Facebook before this. Yes, she had an account, but truthfully both she and my friend rarely if ever checked them. Now that she's got the baby, BOOM! Pictures galore. Raise your hand if you could've predicted that a mile away.
This irritates the hell out of me tonight - but forgive my meanness Internetz, just trust that if you met this girl, you'd get my frustration.
Since we haven't 'officially' received any word about the baby (the posts on Facebook were just general ones - not directed to us or other friends in particular) I'm torn about what to do. I feel like I should send a card (an easy way to send congratulations without bursting into tears) but Irish Boy feels like since they haven't bothered really telling us, why should we?
Where's Mrs. Garrett when you need her?!