From the age of 9 when my father and brother went off to priesthood session (it’s a Mormon thing) my mom and I would have “girls night” at home. And while I had the unfortunate opportunity to be my mom’s guinea pig of sharing “girl stuff” with (and I’m talking about stuff that involves maxi pads) I made it through and I really enjoyed our nights up until I moved.
Of course, once here I still had my SIL, so we’d hang out with our 2 kiddos. And then SHE moved.
So, the last few conferences I’ve been hangin’ at home feelin’ sorry for myself. And frankly, I’m not much of a party thrower but I decided it was time to be DONE with the sorry-ness and start-up with the feelin’ the joy! So, I invited some friends over. Most have littles or are pregnant. It was just so fun to sit around with the crowd. I don’t know if I truly appreciated my women friends until I had kids of my own. Women to ask questions of, women to share annoyances of and women to laugh with. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I had rockin’ great friends in college… just seems like I’ve jumped to a new plane.
BTW, we did appetizers or desserts are our pot-luck theme. Seriously, I want to do it every month from now on. Yummiola!
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