NOT funny

Good Morning blog reader (I think it's just you right now, Jess).
Last night my hubby and I met up with friends of ours we haven't seen in ages. They have two adorable and healthy children but it took many years and tears for them. So we talked a bit about the process, what they went through, what we are going through and about the suckiness of the whole situation. Some other friends showed up, a couple whom I had never met, and while we were on our second round of drinks they were to order their first. A few moments pass and we all have our drinks except for the female half of this new couple (let's call her, Betty) does not. Someone asks her where her drink is and she proclaims "I am not drinking...I am PREGNANT." Shoot me now. I really want to take a slice of the pizza sitting on the tray over my right shoulder and slap it in her face. While I am in the process of visualizing this act she comes back with, "Just kidding!!" and laughs hysterically. Ummmm, Betty, that was not funny. I am not laughing. I still want to hit her with the pizza. What is funny in an ironic sense, is on the drive up to the restaurant we all met at, I was thinking to myself that I would maybe not want a drink (shocking I know. It was just a momentary lapse of judgement), but realized I HAD to have one. Why? If I did not order a drink-drink and had say, a bubbly club soda instead everyone would think what? All together now...that I was pregnant! So yes, this infertility has now caused me to have a drinking problem too. Just kidding, I swear it's just coffee I have in my mug this morning...