It is official. BFF is pregnant. Surprise, surprise two pink lines on a pregnancy test actually do exist.
She was kind and gentle about telling me. We went over the news from my retrieval. We were talking about possible twins for me. I said something about having my hands full. She replied that she would come help me out. I said something about how she would probably have her hands already full by that time. She took it from there and announced that she had received two pink lines on a pregnancy test this evening.
I really really am happy for her.
But I am selfishly concerned about myself. (How small of a person I feel.)
I said all the right words. (I think.) She acknowledged that she knew I was going through a lot and she was concerned for my feelings. I really appreciated that. We talked about her due date, which room she was going to use for a nursery, and whether she wanted a girl or boy.
I'm happy for her. I really really am. Please God let this work for me.