How I handled things...

The party was fun.

Of course spending time with my family was wonderful and especially seeing that sweet nephew of ours didn't hurt.

The baby talk wasn't bad at all.

Yes, there were lots of little ones and lots of "oh mine does that too" and some "how old is yours?"

But all in all I was [emotionally] able to handle it.

Even the new baby to be talk was at a minimum, surprisingly.

Thank the Lord.

For some reason my emotions aren't bad at all but I've been cramping a little worst than normal. I guess, if I had to choose, I would choose the cramping over the overly emotional mess I normally am.

Sure, the part where all the cute moms were on the floor with their babies, talking about mommy hood and me sitting back, smiling and laughing and attempting to be included in the conversation, wasn't the most fun of all.

But I did it.

And I smiled.

And I counted my blessings and offered up any uncomfortable moment for all those that are struggling.

"Life isn't about surviving the storm but learning to dance in the rain."