But, alas, it was too late. I had already seen that day's pregnancy announcement.
Yes, "that day's". See, around the holidays, all the happy little preggers women like to start announcing all their happy little pregnancies. There were five new pregnancies announced on my Facebook feed last week. That's like, one per workday. (I'm assuming pregnancy announcements get the weekends off.)
And it's not like I'm not happy for all my pregnant friends. On a per individual basis, I am happy for each and every one of them. Thrilled, even. But when the announcements are coming at me rapid-fire, it's just a reminder that I failed again this cycle, that I'm still not pregnant. It also makes me feel even lonelier and more isolated, because it seems like everyone can get pregnant except for me.
So, I have been thinking of a design for a new Facebook application that would make everyone else's pregnancies easier on me. (Because, obviously, people I haven't spoken to since high school should be taking my feelings into consideration before they decide to grow their families.) Here are some of the features for my new app, which I'm tentatively titling "Bitter Infertile":
