When I first found out I was pregnant in 2011, I signed up for all of those weekly pregnancy newsletters. After realizing that the pregnancy was not going to result in a baby, I unsubscribed from all of them. Which, I might add, just might be one of the most depressing tasks ever. I had unsubcribed from "BabyCenter" newsletters but they had kept coming. Every time I saw those email subjects like, "8 ways to beat morning sickness!," it was like a kick in the gut (my very unpregnant gut). I finally created a filter in my gmail account to relegate those emails to some deep dark folder in my archived mail.
I forgot that the folder even existed until today. I clicked on it accidentally as I was organizing some folders and then I saw it. An email from yesterday that said, "Your 12 month Old: Week 4." Only, I don't have a 12 month old. I just stared at it for a minute and blinked.
It didn't make me sad, I actually got angry. Damn you BabyCenter for having a shitastic unsubscribing feature and screw you for sending me emails for the last two years about the baby that never was. I immediately scrolled down to unsubscribe and then went to the website to make sure that this was the last time I had to do this. Just to add insult to injury, I had to edit "My Family", which meant deleting the child they had listed as being born on 5/25/12. Um, I'm pretty sure I didn't squeeze a kid out of my vagina 13 months ago. I'd like to think that I'd remember that.
After deleting the imaginary baby, a pop up on the screen said that they were sorry for my loss. Thanks. Now go sit on a tack.
Oh, and no hard feelings BabyCenter. When I do get pregnant, I will be subscribing to your newsletters again. And the next time I get a "Your 12 Month Old" email, you better believe that I'll be a proud (and possibly very tired) Mama to an active toddler.
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