It is 8:30 pm and both of my babies are asleep. This is unheard of in this household so I’m savoring every second… with such stealth in an effort to maintain the peace.
This has been my dream for some time but I guess I’ve been living in denial (and delusion) that, when it comes to our meals, we can still maintain the same childless lifestyle—dinner out any time we please, anywhere we please. After all, how much harder could it be towing a few extra items/humans to a restaurant?
In an ideal situation, it takes a minimum of one hour just to get out the door. This consists of me pumping for 20 minutes, getting the babies dressed, and checking off the list to make sure the diaper bag is stocked of diapers, wipes, burp cloths, extra clothes, and the breastmilk/bottle/ice pack/hot water combo. And of course, this doesn’t include any of the millions of possibilities which occur more often than I’d like (poopy diapers, tantrums, etc).
So when I ponder how much harder it is to eat out now vs then, it turns out the answer is VERY. But the good thing is eating out won’t make or break us. In fact, when I made the conscious decision to surrender to this part of mom life, avoiding restaurants has actually had many pleasant by-products that include $$$ savings, less stress, and, for the first time tonight, an earlier bedtime.