Last night Ben and I went on our first post-baby date. We met up with (new) friends at a restaurant downtown. I got to wear a dress not equipped for breastfeeding, chew my food, indulge in an extra glass of wine, and have real conversation. Ben and I were practically giddy on the ride home; it had been such a thrill to spend a night out with other adults, and (momentarily) come up for air from the vast sea, that is parenting. I am now a date night devotee. As hard as it was to leave Charlie, and wonder (and worry) how we handle our absence? I am officially convinced that it is imperative for our relationship to seize the opportunities to enjoy each other and embrace new things.
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