... I'm hosting a baby shower tonight.
In all seriousness I'm little worried about some dysphoria/angst/something from not being able to give birth kicking in. On the other hand, I'm not one for kids so I might get more frustrated by thinking, "Ugh. My Facebook feed is sure going to get loaded with more and more babies and children as I get deeper into my 30's..."
I aim to have a good attitude and try new experiences with gusto. With this, I've never been able to get out of the, "Ok self! Let's power through this!" mindset.
Of course I could have said no... But then I would feel worse. So, I'm doing the right thing. Even if I'm a little worried about what's going to unfold.
At least I'm hosting and another of the planners was dead set on keeping the grosser games out of this thing. "No!" she said as she pounded the table with her fist, "We will not play the game where you mash up a candy bar in a diaper and pass it around to have people guess which kind of candy bar it was!"