After the last post I actually did turn on an episode of Hou.se and I DID hop on my elliptical for 45 minutes. I also had a fun exchange with this lovely lady about diaper bags (and yes I AM obsessed with bags of all kinds). While all in the world was not made right by these events I was feeling better. Fast forward an hour. My phone rings. It's my BIL -- the one who moved with his family to Japan earlier this year. The family being SIL and 3 year-old neice. The family was supposed to arrive in the US today. BIL would only be here for a week, but SIL and neice were scheduled to stay for an extended month-long stay with my in-laws. This has actually been much discussed as we were expected to make every effort to see them while here (never mind that my hubby and his siblings NEVER communicate except during major holidays). Anyway, so the plans were made for a visit. BUT, (is the suspense killing you, can you guess???) BIL reports to me that SIL is pregnant, but as it's early and she's had a miscarriage before her doctor ordered her to rest and not travel. So he came alone. I know I should have some sympathy since they have had their own troubles staying pregnant, but in all honesty I just want to cry. Truly I've been anticipating this for a long time. In fact, last summer right after our 4th IVF, I had a funny feeling that it was coming and sure enough I found out that they had gotten pregnant, but that SIL had miscarried.
I hate to sound hard hearted and I certainly don't wish them ill, I truly hope my SIL has a healthy pregnancy and does not have another miscarriage. But frankly I'm not close to them at all, my hubby is not close to them, and in fact they annoy both of us. So, basically I'm just feeling sorry for myself and frankly glad that she's not here because there is NO WAY in the world I could have handled being around her now.