I don't really care if IBU or not. I need to vent this evening; write it down and get it out! DH isn't here and no one really cares anyway, so here goes.
I have a friend who is sweet and genuinely very kind, yet paradoxically so 'me, me, me'; always talking about herself, her life, how stuff affects her. Recently, her child had a birthday and she posted a picture on social media of her in her underwear, a bump photo just before she gave birth to honour the special occasion. No picture of the child as a baby in sight. It is a beautiful photo, but you know what I mean?
Another friend keeps lamenting that her 3 beautiful children are growing too quickly. The eldest is her true friend and the youngest is a gorgeous toddler. I just keep thinking 'Yeah, they're not baby tiny anymore, but you are so lucky to have them, just appreciate them for who they are now. Stop griping!'
Time to focus on other friends, I know ...