One of my oldest friends (we grew up across the street from each other, but she lives out of state now) just called me. She never calls me. I knew what was coming.
J: "I wanted to call and tell you my news."
Me: "Your news?"
J: "I'm pregnant!"
Me: (fumbling for something to say) "Oh my gosh! Yay!"
J: "I'm 9 weeks but I didn't want to tell anyone until now - I just had a doctor's appointment today. I'm due 4th of July."
Me: (trying not to cry because 4th of July was my phantom EDD two cycles ago) "Aw, how cool!"
J: "Yeah, kind of. Not sure how I feel about that due date but oh well! Nothing I can do about it now! We didn't think it would happen so quick!"
Me: (afraid I don't want to know the answer) "Can I ask how long you were trying?"
J: "One month! It was kind of crazy!"
Me: (dying) "Haha, yeah I bet."
I ended up telling her we are trying, and that maybe we'll have babies the same age so they can grow up friends just like we did even though we don't live near each other, commented on this being the REAL reason she just got a new SUV, blah blah blah.
Then I got off the phone and walked downstairs and poured myself a glass of wine.
Icing on the cake - my mom called 5 minutes later to tell me J's mom called to tell her the news, and she "jumped up and down in the living room". Then added how exciting it was, but how she doesn't want me or my sister to be pregnant right now. I don't know what that means. I told her my phone was cutting out (as it does in our house) and went upstairs to cry.
I don't say this in my online writings much, but fuck. Just fuck.