Lately it seems everyone has a new baby. My sister and brother both have newborn daughters. Maybe it's just me, but it seems everywhere I look I see new babies and pregnant women. It has gotten bad enough that my son has declared I should "start making another baby" My aunt was nice enough to point out in front of a large group of people, that I can't have children. People can be very insensitive.
I've been told to "get over it" and that was rude, but I would have to say that the worst thing I've ever been told was "well she was just a baby, it wasn't like you'd had her for long." Why does it matter? Should I have loved her less because she only lived a short time? How should a parent measure their love? Does my father love me more than my younger siblings simply because he's had me longer? I highly doubt that. I loved my daughter just as much when she was a newborn as I would have loved her had she lived years.
I'm not trying to take away from your joy at having a new baby and I know that all the pregnant women and new mothers in the world aren't gloating about their ability to produce, but sometimes it feels that way.
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