better days

Thank y'all so much for all of your sweet support last night.
My phone was dinging left and right and each comment and text made me smile and feel so validated.
I love that I can share my bad moments on here too, and not just the all-is-well fluff!
Feels good to keep it real
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Besides, my bad attitude didn't last long.
It couldn't.
It is seriously imPOSSIBLE to stay in a bad mood when this sweet little buggie starts belly laughing.

My husband calms me down

but she puts me in check

with reality

and honestly, my reality, what's important really, is oh so sweet.
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I'm also not going to bad mouth the practice as a whole because they were completely professional.  
The nurses were so sweet and tried to cheer me up while I teared up.
The accurate medical information the nurse practitioner gave me would have been met by less hostility had I been staring into my baby's eyes and counting fingers and toes and body parts in-utero.
And some women might have been pleased as punch to learn they were still eligible for a drug-free sweaty push party.