went to church with my boyfriend last night. of course the cutest family with a little girl and an adorable boy (maybe 4 months old) sat if front of us. I held back tears the entire time because well...we all know why. during dinner and gift opening I held back tears as 4 little kids (all under 6) enjoyed opening gifts with their parents. then us (my bf and i) sat as the odd men out...why does it have to hurt so much? don't get me wrong, I loved every minute of it. it's just hard to see the happiness I want so bad