Life just sucks sometimes

So, an update on that friend who has not returned my attempts to contact her. A briefing for those who don't know whats going on: I have this friend, who has also been ttc for about the same time as us. When I told her that DH and I were expecting, she didn't act excited at all. The next 3 weeks, I tried to call, im, and text and she never responded. I didn't understand why, and then I m/c and it was all I could do to get through that and I couldn't emotionally handle anymore. She found out through mutual friends that I had a m/c, and never called emailed or anything.

So I thought, well, maybe there is more going on than just her finals distracting her. Who knows, maybe she even has m/c before and never told me? I didn't know, but I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, and not just think she plain old didn't care.

I started out right away by asking her if there had been anything else going on in her life that she hadn't shared with me... she responded yes... you aren't supposed to know yet... I'm pregnant!

Not what I expected her to say at all.

After I congratulated her and we talked a little bit about her news, I explained why I asked the question, that I felt like she wasn't happy when I told her I was pg, and didn't understand why she never responded when I tried to contact her, and then after she heard about the m/c, why she never called or emailed or anything.

Her response was: She said she was very surprised when we told her our news because she didn't really think I was that serious when we talked about ttc (even though I told her I was worried about my crazy cycles, that I bought a CBEFM, shared with her about the dollar tree hpts, we even talked about how waiting to test sucked...)

As to why she never responded to my attempts to get in touch with her during the next few weeks, she said she was just busy with school and didn't really talk to any of her friends outside of class.

And then, when she found out about my m/c she simply said she didn't know what to say.

So basically, she was too busy with everything going on in her life to have time for a friend going thru hell. I have learned not to expect any support from her.

Plus, I listenend for the rest of our time together all about her symptoms, appointments and such. All while thinking, that we should have had babies 8 weeks apart, and how much fun it would have been to be pg together. Thinking that there were really 3 of us there, and should have been 4. But while she was glowing and excited, I just felt empty and alone.

And to top it off, when I went home and cried to my husband - he just told me I should be happy for her, and not to worry we'll get pg again. Seriously, shouldn't he know what not to say by now?!