I've mentally prepared myself for this. Although they weren't trying, common sense told me they would eventually have another baby. It was just a matter of time.
Surprisingly it does not bother me. Maybe because I feel like her babies are my babies. Maybe because I love her and want her to be happy. I'm not sure. Whatever the reason I could not be more excited.
Now my best friend is pregnant, and her pregnancy bothers me to no end. I hate talking to her about it. I think the reason is because deep down I don't feel she deserves it. For many reasons, which I would rather not go into detail about. But basically I'm being judgemental (I admit it) and I don't think she's lived her life right, and I don't feel like she deserves a baby. She's not a very good mom to the kid she already has. Why should she get another one to screw up?
I find myself doing that now: judging whether or not I feel someone "deserves" to have a baby. I have no idea who I consider to be worthy. Some pregnancies just bother me and others don't.
All I know is that I'm happy for this new baby to come into our lives.