Are they worth my energy or should I find closure with losing my friends?

I'm curious how many others are going through this. I'm also curious if the phenomena of losing friends once pregnant is truly due to said friends "living different lives" etc. or if it could possibly be more of an emotional change on the preggos side of things that makes us feel differently and maybe project that others are disinterested in us?

I suppose one issue I'm having with finding closure on this subject is because I tend to investigate every corner of a subject and like to give others the benefit of the doubt. And the fact that I just wish it wasn't playing out like this.

So before I got pregnant. My husband and I went out every weekend with our friends who treat each other like family. We support each other, go to events for each other, go out to eat, but primarily would party and go to shows together. Well for the first 3 months of pregnancy, I felt super nauseous and had literally zero energy. So I didnt go over to the friends house where we all would usually meet up each weekend. Esp. knowing they'd likely be smoking and drinking. All things I enjoyed and was also struggling with leaving behind at the time. I kept in contact with my best girlfriends though, and would share different things as I found out more about my pregnancy. I recieved very shallow, not very interested replies. The usual kind you might say to a stranger. "How cool, I cant wait to meet her." "I'm so happy for you." But thats it, no follow up questions, no genuine interest. I would also ask them about their lives etc.

I start feeling better and invite ppl out for breakfast to which I find out they've been ritually doing pretty much forever without including us anyways. They show up as a group an hour late. I'm pretty sure we would have been stood up completely if I had not texted by chance that morning to let them know we were running 5-10 minutes late. I try to mentally brush it off. I was genuinely happy to see everyone.

A few weeks later, it's my birthday and none of my friends have asked what I want to do or anything. I am depressed at this time and dont feel like making my own plans. I find out that they all had plans to go bowling this night through my husbands friend who had stayed in contact with us the whole time. So on my bday I wasn't even invited out. I hate bowling anyways.

Fast forward a month. We went out for the last time for dinner to support one of the friends bdays. Although it went well, everyone felt so artificial and fake that I was so happy to leave. Things felt weird. Nothing like it used to.

I have put zero effort in since then and feel done with it all. All the secrets, fakeness, and drama of the whole unspoken situation.

One of my best girlfriends found out she was pregnant too a month ago. She has been trying to reach out to me since then. It feels too late and convenient for me to give her what I had so desperately needed, now that she "gets it." So I keep my distance.

I dont understand what I've done to deserve the treatment I received. I dont want to keep a victim mentality. I'm trying to move forward, but I think about it so often. It makes me feel so sad. I thought I had a friend family group to grow old with.

That being said, my babygirl and my husband are all I need and I couldnt be more thankful for them. I remind myself of this every time I feel down about the others. Makes my heart happy and full.

If you've made it this far, thank you for listening to my vent! ♥️ please share your stories or thoughts!