One of my goals for my post-grad school life is to have a baby. For awhile, I had raging baby fever and really thought if I didn’t get to have a baby soon, I was going to go crazy. Now, that fever has died back a little, but I still ache whenever I see a pregnant woman or a baby.
So, that makes it really hard when I get a phone call from my mother telling me that my sister is pregnant (again!) and my sister-in-law is also pregnant.
I’m happy for them, I am, but I’m sad for me. There was a time in my life that I didn’t care one way or another about having children but that time passed about 4 years ago and now it just seems totally unfair that everyone seems to be getting what it is that I want. I know I need to finish grad school. I know I need to actually be in the same place as my husband (this would facilitate getting pregnant and be useful when I have an infant to take care of). But, I hear about these babies and nothing else seems to matter.