I normally am not annoyed when people around me are getting pregnant.  It makes sense, we're in our 30s, most people have kids, it's something in the water...whatever.  It's always more the "me too, please", instead of "this just sucks".  One of the women I sing with is pregnant.  It sucks.  2 of the other 3 have both been pregnant twice since I've known them and the other is about 10 years older than I am and has 2 grown daughters.  It's not that I don't think she deserves to be pregnant.  I do.  She and her husband, odd as he may be, will be great, loving parents.  They're in their late 20s and seem to have a good marriage.  He's still got about a year of school left.  It's just that I remember her saying about a year ago that he wanted to start a family, and she was trying to convince him they weren't ready, moneywise, careerwise, etc.    Their baby is due in January.   So I'm guessing, they probably said, OK, let's do it, and bam---it happened.  I don't know why this one is getting to me.  It's probably that we've hit that 5 year mark.  It was 5 years ago this month that G had his vasectomy reversal.  We've done what we can do, financially, and it didn't happen.  And odds are, it won't.  And I get to watch another person grow week by week.  I'm sure she'll be bringing the sonogram pictures to rehearsals.  One of the other women, who's had her perfect little girl and boy brought out the bin of maternity clothes to pass along a few weeks ago.  To her credit, she knows what we've been through and wrote me a lovely note after our 2nd failed IVF last year.  She had some struggles with infertility herself and had a miscarriage prior to the births of each of her kids.  She didn't make a big deal out bringing out the clothes, but still, it might've been nice if she'd just invited the other girl over to pick them up.  It sucks.