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They happen to be one of the only couples Nick and I both know that don’t currently have any kids. That makes it nice to hang out with them and not have to work around kids (babysitters and all the other considerations that go with raising children). Obviously no more late nights out (at least for a good while), and if they bring their baby…no places that are loud (even the place where we all enjoy bowling gets really loud on weekend nights).
Though I was excited for them (even though I didn’t even know they were trying to have children), I couldn’t help the instant feeling of dread that passed through my body. I will most likely be attending her baby shower when she has one, and of course I’ll have to deal with my own jealousy of the fact that I missed all that stuff with Mackenzie. I didn’t know I was pregnant, yes. But I still missed out on having a baby shower. I missed eagerly sharing Facebook posts with all my friends while my little girl was growing inside me. I still miss out on those things. Though I’m becoming more open with the fact that I am indeed a birthmom, it’s not like I can post even about the day to day struggles and victories that come with raising children.
I’m happy for them. I’ll just have to deal with the inevitable jealousy while I watch their child grow.
How do you deal with having friends getting pregnant and raising their children? Is there a special way to cope or do you just try to ignore it and move on?