So there is a wonderful woman in my life (don't want to mention names, since I'm really not sure how many people IRL actually know about/read this blog) who is finally pregnant.
I couldn't be happier for her. :)
She and her husband have been trying for at least 16 months, he was gearing up for an appointment with a urologist and it sounded like they were headed for an IUI.
But no, she told me today she's 6 weeks along. They saw the heartbeat yesterday.
I'm beyond thrilled for her, and I'm pretty darn happy with myself. This is the first time I've been genuinely happy, without a hint of jealousy, for someone who got pregnant on her own.
I have to keep the secret for another 6 weeks, but I figured it couldn't hurt too much to tell my bloggy friends about it. Right?