My husband and I have been trying to conceive for over a year now. My twin sister and her husband have been in the same boat. We both struggle with infertility, as did our mother. Well my twin sister found out two weeks ago that she was finally pregnant. I am so happy for her because I know she has been trying for awhile. But I was sad for myself. Well I pushed through because I want to be there for her and help her through everything. Well last night she finally told my parents she was pregnant. I know life isn’t a competition, but growing up I’ve always kinda felt that way. It made me sad that I could not be the first to give my parents a grandchild. But oh well there was nothing I could do about it but be happy for her.

Then tonight happened. My mother called me four times and then face timed me three. I thought something was wrong so I hopped out of the shower and dialed her back. She literally called me to ask what I thought about different baby names and names for the baby to call her and my dad.🙄😑😒. Talk about gut punch. It’s like she completely forgot about me and my husbands journey and our struggles. I know she’s excited, but I just did not think that was necessary. I’m sorry I just needed to vent and don’t really have anyone to vent to. 😞