Over the weekend the husband and I met some friends at the water for drinks and a night out. It was our first real night out together since having Hudson. So of course I had a peach sangria (or two!).
One of our friends asked if I ever just let my hair down and get crazy. And I guess I don’t. And I didn’t before we had Hudson either. It’s just not my style. But it made me think about how “fun” is so much different now. What our friends didn’t see is how much planning it takes for a night out. They didn’t see the stress of getting ready while tending to a cranky teething baby. They didn’t see me getting everything ready for my mom to take care of Hudson for the night. They didn’t see us scrambling to get out the door on time while also dealing with landscapers who accidentally cut our sprinkler line causing our yard to flood. They also don’t understand that that cranky baby of ours will be up and ready to party at 5:30 a.m. the next day and doesn’t care that mommy and daddy are tired. And because that cranky baby missed you the night before, he will refuse to take a nap longer than 30 minutes.
And he’ll develop an eye infection and make you cancel your other plans for the day. All that will also make him overly tired and fight bedtime too.
So….our idea of “fun” has changed big time. And I’m okay with that. It’s nice to get out of the house and see friends. Everyone needs a break.
But it’s also nice to stay in, order pizza and watch a movie too.
And when you finally get that baby to sleep you miss him. It’s kind of awesome.