I was never completely freaked out that my cousin and my sister both announced pregnancies last year. After all, I had a new RE, an aggressive protocol, and then - I was actually pregnant myself. I was able to really be happy for them, to ask how things were going, if they had thought of names, etc. It was, you know - normal.
They were due within a month of each other, but ended up delivering on the same day in January. One was overdue with an extremely large boy, the other a few weeks early with twins. I was still pregnant at the time, happy for them, thinking how great it was that all these kids would be so close in age. They would grow up together the way the the five of us who were all within a few years of each other had. Nice.
Today my mom called happily yammering away about seeing my cousin's twins, visiting my sister for a month, letting me know that my cousin will be here next week and that she wants me to meet her babies...
Is my month up, or something? Was that my window of sadness and now I'm supposed to go back to the way it was when we were all having babies together? Isn't it enough that I will have to have these reminders with me for the REST OF MY LIFE without having to go be all smiley and coochy-coo before I can even manage to get through a diaper commercial?
I love my cousin, and of course my sister. I'm so happy for them, especially because they both had crappy romantic experiences and waited a long time for this. I really want to be a good aunt /whatever your mother's cousin is but do I have to do it next week? I just can't believe my mother didn't even ask if I felt okay about any of this.
This is why I don't discuss any of this with her. It's like, if she has to be told how to be empathetic it doesn't really count.