Last month, my husband and I finally planned a date night, for the first time since Lenny was born. The big plan was to have Lenny stay overnight at Grandma and Grandpa’s for the first time ever, and we were going to go out for dinner and actually get a good night’s sleep. It was simple enough, and we were counting on it to work.
The day of, my husband and I were texting all day about our dinner plans. What kind of food did we feel like? Should we try a new place or one of our old favorites? It was exciting to make plans knowing we could do whatever we wanted and not feel obligated to be home at a certain time, and knowing that we could stay out without the possibility of a baby waking up during the night looming over our heads.