Everyone else is pregnant!

Sounds like an over the top title but it's how I feel I guess and was hoping for some reassurance I shouldn't book myself into the loony bin as a paranoid evil witch.
My best friend is absolutely lovely but got pregnant without trying and I found the whole thing....lets just say difficult to swallow. On the one hand I was absolutely delighted for her as I knew it was what she wanted. But I had a jealous devil with a pitchfork stabbing in my shoulder saying "when's it going to be my turn?". I found it really hard to see her growing bump and listen to all the talk of swollen boobs and kicking.
Now the little lad is here (my godson) I adore him. Why did I find it so hard to hold him that first time and why did I want to cry for Britain?
I feel so awful when I find parents of young children slightly overbearing in the sense that they are always assuming everyone else wants a baby now, and if not, why not? (Because they have the most precious thing in the world they're besotted with of course!) Oh the irony that I work with kids every day and love every minute of it. What a paradox.
I'm not consciously jealous but at the same time feel slightly bitter that it's going to be a tough journey having had no periods naturally for over 15 years despite trying every possible method. I managed on one occasion to lose over 4 stone with insane amounts of exercise and eating very little - but it's hardly sustainable long term and although I'm bigger than I'd like to be for now, I accept I'm fit and reasonably healthy and it could all be a hell of a lot worse.
Now my best pal's other very close friend is pregnant. Again, I should feel happy for them and please don't get me wrong, I do. It's great. It's their first cycle of IVF and they're blessed to have succeeded so quickly. So why is there a huge lump in my throat as yet another person succeeds in achieving what they deserve?
I'm not actively trying for a baby at the moment and am generally happy with how life is going aside from the usual grumbles. So why does it stab me where it hurts each time I find someone else is pregnant?? Am I the only person who feels like this?
I feel quite confused because I want to be happy for them all and wish them the best as they deserve. There's just a small bit in one small corner of my being stamping it's foot like a petulant child, reminding me of how crap my body is for not being able to achieve something so natural.
I thought I'd finally come to terms with the whole PCOS, never being very slim again thing, but Saturday took me back about 8 years and I cried like a baby and it took me a while to work out why. I'm sure my husband thinks I'm some mad superbroody moo but honest to god as much as I love babies I recognise now isn't quite the time.
If anyone's still conscious reading this far I'm just wondering if I'm alone in feeling like this or if this happens to anyone else?
If not, I'll refer myself to a Psych!
Ax
My best friend is absolutely lovely but got pregnant without trying and I found the whole thing....lets just say difficult to swallow. On the one hand I was absolutely delighted for her as I knew it was what she wanted. But I had a jealous devil with a pitchfork stabbing in my shoulder saying "when's it going to be my turn?". I found it really hard to see her growing bump and listen to all the talk of swollen boobs and kicking.
Now the little lad is here (my godson) I adore him. Why did I find it so hard to hold him that first time and why did I want to cry for Britain?
I feel so awful when I find parents of young children slightly overbearing in the sense that they are always assuming everyone else wants a baby now, and if not, why not? (Because they have the most precious thing in the world they're besotted with of course!) Oh the irony that I work with kids every day and love every minute of it. What a paradox.
I'm not consciously jealous but at the same time feel slightly bitter that it's going to be a tough journey having had no periods naturally for over 15 years despite trying every possible method. I managed on one occasion to lose over 4 stone with insane amounts of exercise and eating very little - but it's hardly sustainable long term and although I'm bigger than I'd like to be for now, I accept I'm fit and reasonably healthy and it could all be a hell of a lot worse.
Now my best pal's other very close friend is pregnant. Again, I should feel happy for them and please don't get me wrong, I do. It's great. It's their first cycle of IVF and they're blessed to have succeeded so quickly. So why is there a huge lump in my throat as yet another person succeeds in achieving what they deserve?
I'm not actively trying for a baby at the moment and am generally happy with how life is going aside from the usual grumbles. So why does it stab me where it hurts each time I find someone else is pregnant?? Am I the only person who feels like this?
I feel quite confused because I want to be happy for them all and wish them the best as they deserve. There's just a small bit in one small corner of my being stamping it's foot like a petulant child, reminding me of how crap my body is for not being able to achieve something so natural.
I thought I'd finally come to terms with the whole PCOS, never being very slim again thing, but Saturday took me back about 8 years and I cried like a baby and it took me a while to work out why. I'm sure my husband thinks I'm some mad superbroody moo but honest to god as much as I love babies I recognise now isn't quite the time.
If anyone's still conscious reading this far I'm just wondering if I'm alone in feeling like this or if this happens to anyone else?
If not, I'll refer myself to a Psych!
Ax