I just need to rant. One of my friends is driving me crazy.

Like 3 years ago she got pregnant. She had just gotten married, it was earlier than she would have liked and she complained about it from the moment she got a positive test. Around 20 weeks genetic testing revealed the baby wasn’t viable and they had to terminate the pregnancy, she (rightfully) complained about that (this part I will NEVER EVER hold against her, it was awful and I can’t imagine what she went through).

After years of trying again they found out getting pregnant naturally was near impossible (the first baby was an amazing fluke), so they did <a href="https://glowing.com/glow-fertility-program">IVF</a>, she complained through that entire process (which again, I totally understand, it’s an extremely difficult trying experience).

Now she’s pregnant, due soon and every single day of her pregnancy all we hear is how awful being pregnant is. It’s like she’s trying to talk all of us out of ever having children because she wants to be special by being the only mom, or at least that’s how it feels.

And it’s like we can’t be happy for her! Any time we talk about how exciting it is that she’s having a baby we never get a positive response, it’s never “thanks! I’m so excited!”, we just get “everything is terrible” like, does she want us to feel bad for her?!?!

Over the course of this whole process her SIL had two babies, neither planned, and my friend complained constantly about her SIL complaining about pregnancy. I’m so annoyed because she’s doing the same thing!!!

Now my SO and I are trying and every day I’m bombarded with “ugh, pregnancy is so terrible.” “I can’t do anything.” “I can’t leave the house.” “You wouldn’t believe how awful it is.” (Note: she’s not on bed rest or anything, her pregnancy has been totally healthy, she’s just insisting on being treated like a porcelain doll)

I’m so tired of hearing it! And now I feel like if we do get pregnant her response isn’t going to be “congratulations!” It’s just going to be “ugh, it’s awful!” I don’t even want to tell her when it happens because she’s just so negative.

(We’re all late 20s early 30s)