Rant!

Ok I need to rant!!!
My wonderful and amazing and sensitive and caring and understanding and loving and considerate SIL is pregnant AGAIN!!!!
She knows of my struggles. She knows what we are doing now. And she calls me up and says this "I'm pregnant again and know this is a miracle that was ment to be, oh how I love this baby. Its too bad you dont know the love of your second child"
Ok first THIS IS HER 12TH PREGNANCY! 12! Not 1, not 2....12! And second I am working on having the love of my second child thank you very much! I'm sorry that DH and I cant just make love and have a baby as a product of that love. No....I'm sorry that I have to plan this out, save the money, lay on a cold table, sit on pins and needles for 2 weeks and then try to be strong when it doesn't work out- again.
Then she proceeds to say "well if it doesn't work out theres always lots of babies in Haiti"......Ok my heart just breaks for what is happening there right now. And it breaks even more for the poor children there....but adoption isn't like going and buying a new pair of shoes!! I'm not going to go and just "pick" a child. Are you kidding me??!! If I am struggling with the idea of IF and iui's here, I'm pretty sure its a 100x bigger struggle to adopt a child.....why does she think that would be easier? Why say anything?
She also complained about a lady that she knows that has 3 kids with 3 different dads. Her exact words were "um birth control is cheap, use it"......she has 2 different kids with 2 different dads....please someone explain how this is different. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with this at all, but on what grounds does she have to complain about it? And again this is her 12th pregnancy.
She calls like 6 times a day to 'brag' about her being pregnant. I cant take it anymore. I tried talking to her before, I have hung up on her millions of times, and now I just dont answer the phone....but that doesn't stop the texts and e-mails that say "I'm pregnant :) "
I thought I was handling this second time around pretty good so far, but now I am just feeling sorry for myself.
Thanks to you- you know who you are- for bringing me down, in a time when I was doing ok with everything. Its too bad that not all of us can have as perfect lives as you. Enjoy your pregnancy and baby that was made out of love, and please PLEASE stop calling me to complain about it!
And maybe, just maybe one day the second sentence of this post wont be written with sarcasm.