One of THOSE Days

Today I am 10dpIUI. I have zero symptoms and little hope that this actually worked.  The upside is that I'm not spotting yet. The downside is that that doesn't mean anything.  I just woke and infertility has already won.  I logged on to facebook only to get slapped in the face with this, "This family of four is going to be a family of five in March!!!" This is a friend I haven't spoken to in months because she kept telling me to relax, just have fun with it and not actually try.  I basically haven't talked to her since we started seeing the RE.  When Mike went TDY back to Ft. Drum in October, he texted me pictures of him and their newborn that I posted.
Now she's pregnant again and here's the real kicker--this baby was conceived during R&R. TWO WEEKS HOME AND SHE GETS PREGNANT!  

She called me out of the blue last week because the might be coming to Lewis next spring, which I was so excited about because they were some of our best friends from Ft. Drum. Now I know why she never called me back. =(  I'm mad that I allowed myself to actually entertain the thought, "Maybe we'll have babies together!"  How is that even possible, that after all this time, I still have hope? Mike's response to everything was literally, "Mmm." and he told me not to be mad about it. This is why I can't fucking talk to him about anything. All I want is for him to acknowledge how I'm feeling. To ask me if I'm okay. To comfort me. Is that too much to ask? I'm glad our infertility is so fucking easy for him.  Today is going to be one of those days. Infertility has won.