Self-Pity and Logic (Or Lack Thereof)

So I wrote not long ago that my friend "M", mother to Little Monster, was trying for baby #2. Well, guess what: she's preggers! She's not telling anyone yet because she's only 1 or 2 weeks along but I figure my anonymous readers won't know who she is and my family and friends don't know anyone she knows so their having knowledge of it won't change anything. 

I don't know why I'm so surprised because this is the couple that got pregnant as soon as they started trying with Little Monster. But c'mon. It felt like only last week that she was telling me they were ready to try for #2 and then like it was only yesterday that they had actually tried. Who are these unbelievably fertile people??

Don't get me wrong: I AM HAPPY FOR THEM. Really and truly. As someone who knows what it's like wanting desperately to get pregnant and the disappointment after disappointment of not getting results, well, I wouldn't wish that on anyone. But I am... I'm not sure exactly. Jealous? Irritated? Resentful? Self-pitying? Probably a mix of everything.

It makes me kind of sad and mad that hubby and I can't have a baby like most couples. It's not like we just throw away the condoms and wait for the miracle to happen. It's dr's visits and medication. I know I should be grateful that it's not hormone injections and egg harvesting but just the same I wish it could be sex and sex and that's it.

Why is it that some people can get pregnant so easily while others struggle and others yet can't get pregnant at all? It's just not fair. But I know that. That's like asking why some people were born in developing countries and others weren't. Or why some people have brown hair and others blond. It's just the way it is.

But when it comes to things like this, logic doesn't really come into play very much. However, I've discovered hubby can be pretty illogical too, sometimes. We were going through a Tim Horton's drive-thru to get some iced cappuccinos. I took some change from his cup holder to pay for the drinks and handed the coins to him. He noticed that I had included a brand new 2012 dollar, which he acquired while in Calgary, so he took it out and switched it with another dollar coin. 

"Why did you do that?"

"Because it's a new coin from Calgary."

"So you're never going to spend it?"

"I will when I have to. I didn't have to this time."

"But if you're going to spend it anyway, why wait?"

"Because it's new and shiny and from Calgary."

"But that makes no sense if you're going to eventually spend it anyway!"

"Look, I don't know, okay? I know it doesn't make sense."

"Aha! So you CAN be illogical like me. So whenever I'm being illogical, all I'm going to say is Calgary dollar and you'll understand and stop bugging me about being unreasonable!"

Hubby looks at me but doesn't say anything.

So far I've used it twice on him.