I’m becoming a bitter old witch. I’ve tried to stop it, and when I’m not so tired I consciously try to see the silver lining and think happy thoughts. But today I am tired and when another friend announced the arrival of her baby which was conceived only a couple of months after her wedding and which she had given OUR girl’s name to (yep I’m in one of those moods) I wanted to scream. 17 babies in 17 months and countless more on the way. I want to be happy for them but in all honestly I’m jealous and bitter and angry that I’m in this situation. It wasn’t meant to be this way!!