The Importance of Good Friends

So Valentine's Day wasn't the best day I've had this week.  Dallas was perfectly charming and bought me flowers and chocolates and took me out to lunch, but there was just little problem...THERE WERE PREGNANT WOMEN EVERYWHERE!!!  No joke! While waiting to be seated at Olive Garden I counted six, just in the entry to the restaurant.  And later, while we were enjoying or yummy bread sticks and salad, three more were seated at the table next to us.  Three! And two of them also had a toddler with them.  I'm beginning to think they are doing this purposely to taunt me.  "Nyah nyah nyah nah! Look at us with our huge bellies and swollen ankles and oh so sexy waddling.  We are goddesses of fertility.  Now eat pasta until you die!!"  It got worse from there. . .  There were four pregnant women in the movie theater, two walking as we drove home, and then more at the Valentine's dance Dallas took me to.  I just sat there glowering as a woman most likely in her third trimester held her belly and jumped up and down as they played "Cotton Eyed Joe."  "Yes jump, jump! Jump until it falls out."  ...Not literally of course.  So, to sum it up, I wasn't having the best day.  The next morning, I woke up still crabby.  I was fully ready to stay in bed and sulk all day long but a surprise visit from a good friend cheered me right up.  She came over and told me she had been thinking about me and wanted to see how I was feeling.  She also brought along some reading material that she assured would make me feel better...and guess what?  It did.  She reminded me that is was OK to feel the way I did.  It was OK to feel hurt and like I wanted to curl into a ball and just cry, because the next day, I'd make up for it.  So, I'm writing to tell my readers that if you are having a rough time, its important to have a really good friend that offers you their shoulder to cry on.  My husband it always there for me, but sometimes it helps to have someone else to talk to.  Someone else who is going through the same thing I am.  So thanks friend, you know who you are.  You were just what I needed to get me back on my feet. :)