Everyone has a kid...or one on the way...

We had a friend's daughters 1st bday party today and since I got called off work, I could go. Well, hindsight would tell you that I would have been better off going to work. Vince's friend and his wife that we're good friends with meet us at our house and follow us there. I knew it was going to be hard. We found out that we were pregnant at the same time, but of course she's still pg and I'm not. It was rather difficult to see her although I'm very happy for them. So, then we get to the party and there's a bunch of kids running around. All of Vince's co-workers have kids, except for the ones that are PG. I was surrounded by kids...and of course all the women kept asking J how she felt...and all that. When one of them asked her what her biggest PG complaint so far was I had to get up and walk away. I was so upset the whole time I couldn't even eat. There was tons of food and I ate nothing but a few pretzels that were on the table and a small piece of cake. Which, if you know me, I don't pass up food. I had to keep from crying quite a few times. I didn't sleep good last night and I'm still spotting which probably has my emotions a little wacky. Ugh. Vince has been super nice since we left so I'm sure he knows I'm dying inside, but I won't say anything. I'm trying, what can I say?