Date Nights Are A Must

I never realized how spoiled I was in regards to dates, adult socialization and spontaneity until Lucy joined the family.  Before having Lucy, Mike and I could decide to see a movie 10 minutes before showtime or go to dinner or find ourselves on one adventure or another.  Motherhood is life changing.  It means a tug-of-war between desperately wanting some one-on-one time with the hubby to have an adult conversation and not being able to stop thinking or talking about baby after you drop her off for some one-on-one adult time.  

For the past (several) months Mike and I have been bogged down by an incredibly precarious work situation, stressed out by the resulting finances, emotionally stretched thin by my [waring] family and just generally feeling pretty crummy.  I mean this literally as gallbladder attacks are still an issue.  I have an appointment with a specialist next month so hopefully I can have surgery sooner rather than later.  Seriously.  My mom had a gallbladder attack in July and has already met with her specialist.  I'll be bummed if she gets surgery before I do.  It seemed like all we were doing was juggling a new baby, emotional outbursts and hospital visits. 

With this in mind, Mike and I made a goal to carve out some date time at least once a week.  So far we've watched an episode together on Netflix and gone on a walk and just talked.  They're little things, but they've made a huge difference.  It's nice to have an adult conversation...or to just laugh together.  Lucy is a great walking companion!  She falls asleep within the first 5 minutes of the walk, which is the parenting equivalent of a double rainbow.  

Love,