This morning, at 7am my alarm went off. I pressed snooze, got out my phone, started checking my Facebook timeline, and squealed.
I felt that similar feeling of elation you get when a friend has been absolutely gunning for something – maybe it’s a job, promotion, house, handbag, whatever, and finally gets it. You know it’s so well deserved, and you’re just happy that they’re happy in that ridiculously simple, easy, and effortless way.
You see, the founder of the sartorially-savvy, always enlightening website ManRepeller.com, has been very vocal about her struggles with her pregnancy journey.
And sometimes to her own detriment.
In her own words, she has become, a “totem for infertility”, a “human talisman of despair”.
Which is why Medine’s happy news, for her, came with a pang of regret.
“I feel that I am the betrayer, and as a result, a twinge of shame and a bit of guilt and a lot of self-awareness neatly wrap my evolving pregnancy,” she writes in a recent post on Man Repeller.