Sometimes we just have to remember that it's not about us. When I was on bed rest in hospital I wanted everyone to stop whinging about how difficult their toddlers were because I would have given anything to spend one whole day at home with mine, or to stop complaining about being overdue because I would have gladly gone weeks and weeks over instead of having a premature baby on oxygen. It took a lot for me to realize and remember that what was small issues to me were big problems to them and that me arguing to them that their problems were small compared to mine didn't make me feel better it just made them feel guilty.
Sometimes it's better just to ignore certain people and comments for a while until it all blows over. Some friendships just aren't productive at times.