Date night

Here it is 10:30 at night, I am sitting on the couch in the dark with my husband fast asleep beside me, my baby is in her moses basket next to him on the couch starting to stir in her sleep, Monday night football is on (not being watched), and its my second anniversary. I am finally able to steal a few minutes to myself and sit down to write this post. Whoever said that staying home with a baby is easy is crazy. What did I do today? I actually don't have a clue, but whatever I did, it sure went by fast.

I did make my husband a special anniversary dinner. Breakfast for dinner. Most importantly, french toast with real french bread,. His favorite. That meal was purely for him because I am NOT a fan of breakfast foods, especially not for dinner, my favorite meal of the day. However, to toot my own horn, my french toast was pretty dang good. My scrambled eggs weren't too bad either. Ignore the red solo cups. I skip fancy on a regular basis.



We had our night of fancy a few nights ago. I nervously (sorry babysitters) let the grandparents (both mine and his parents) babysit so we could go out for a real anniversary dinner. It was a nice hour and a half out with Hubs. I was a nervous wreck. It felt so unnatural to be without her. I still feel a little bad about being away from her but the grandparents all had fun and enjoyed their time with her and each other. And it was really nice to be alone with Hubs since we hadn't been in weeks. And we needed it. We went for Japanese at a new place two minutes away and I got my sushi I've been missing! Mmm so good. Nine months without it. I made up for lost time with this killer good with spicy tuna/spicy salmon/avocado. Even anti-seafooder the Giant ordered a spicy tuna roll and liked it. Shocking!! Hope that those new taste bud sticks around so we can start having sushi nights.
Here we are before leaving for dinner.



Today was the first day Cheyanne and I were on our own. Mom left yesterday to go back home with Dad. ::Tears:: Hated seeing Nana and Skipper leave!



The Giant went to work. So, it was just her and I. After a long night last night of up every hour and a half to two hours to nurse or calm a crying baby, I was a wee bit sleepy so Peapod and I cuddled all morning in bed. She went easy on me this afternoon thank goodness. I think she saved some energy for when her daddy got home. They played up until she conked out. He got her to smile at her rattle again tonight. She even held it on her own tonight. My strong girl. Although, I made sure the Giant hovered to make sure she didn't knock herself on her head with it while I finished making dinner. In typical Giant fashion, he had her doing bicep curls in no time.



So now its late. Baby was just fed. And I'm tired. So, off to bed I go for a few hours before somebody's up and hungry again. Goodnight Moon.