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Corey said he'd be here around seven or eight. It's almost nine and I'm still home alone. The party should be starting soon. Laura told me as she was leaving that she was sad that I wasn't going to be there. It's weird, but I feel so torn between everything. I want to be out, having fun, and at the same time I just want to be a mommy; Ii want to be able to hold and cuddle my baby. She isn't even born, yet she's the most important thing in the world to me. It's funny how everything's changed so much. It hurts me that I can't be out tonight, but at the same time I don't mind because of what I'm staying in for.