Sometimes I feel like the little kid in the movie The Sixth Sense, except instead of seeing dead people, "I see pregnant people." (Read the last part of that sentence in quotes in a stage whisper to get the full effect.) Seriously. My home and my office are my only safe havens from this phenomenon. Even walking around our (apparently quite fertile) neighborhood is risky. MM jokingly refers to the cul de sac around the corner from us as "Breeders' Circle" because it seems that every house has at least two or three kids living in it.
I know I have written about this before. I've seen pregnant people in restaurants and stores, at my hair salon, at continuing legal education courses, at the car rental counter and in the convenience store, on the street, at the gym. You name a place where daily life might take me, I've seen a pregnant woman there.
I am sure it could be argued that I don't actually see more pregnant women than the average person, rather, it just seems that way to me because I notice it more. Maybe, but that does not change the fact that I have known a very high number of pregnant women over the past two years.
In the past 24 hours, I have learned that two more people I know are pregnant. One is a lawyer friend with whom I worked at my previous job; she is only a couple of years younger than I am and has a son who is not quite a year old. The other is the daughter of a friend of mine from my nursing days. My friend is the same age is me, and she is soon to be a grandmother, while I am still childless. ^sigh^
I am very happy for my lawyer friend. She and her husband are wonderful people who have their act together, and I am sure they are great parents. I am not sure how I feel about the pregnancy of the other woman, my friend's daughter. I know her daughter is unmarried and not even in a relationship, and she is only about 20 or 21, so I can't imagine that her pregnancy was planned. Nonetheless, I'm sure my friend is excited about being a grandmother, though maybe not before she turns 40.
I hate that other people's pregnancy announcements feel more like bombardments to me than happy revelations. Oh well. It is what it is.
I guess the only way to avoid this would be to cut off all contact with friends and family and never go anywhere but home and work. Not a very realistic plan, so I will just have to live with it.