The stars aligned and the new mom gods smiled upon me. I managed to get Kendall in bed and asleep by 7 pm, got dressed up in – get this- my SKINNY pre-pregnancy jeans (granted, I did have a bit of a muffin top, but nothing a peasant style blouse couldn’t hide) and heels. Yes, HEELS!! It’s the first time I’ve worn anything other than flats, flip flops or sneakers in nearly ten months. Since I changed after putting Kendall to bed, there wasn’t a hint of spit-up anywhere on me, and I even managed to flat iron my hair and touch up my makeup. And then I left the house without a diaper bag! That’s right. I was instead sporting a kick ass bag my best friend gave me for my birthday back in February that I’ve yet to be able to use – and it perfectly matched my heels! OH… and I got to wear long earrings! The kind that I can’t wear anymore because Kendall likes to rip them out of my ears. And they perfectly matched my top.
Then I left Scott at home with the sleeping baby, and a bottle of breastmilk just in case, walked past my SUV and hopped in his flashy fast car, opened the sunroof, turned the radio on and cranked it up just as Janet Jackson’s Black Cat came on. I jammed in the car, enjoyed the feeling of freedom and felt a little like my old self again. I arrived at a new restaurant where I met up with 6 other women and a few kids who were along for the ride. I had wonderful conversations with all of them, and at least half of those conversations had nothing to do with babies or kids or spit up or solids or height and weight charts. I had a margarita and a lovely dinner. I ate freely with the use of both hands since I did not have to hold a baby, rock a baby, or feed a baby while trying to feed myself. I accepted an invitation to do the same thing next month.
Then I drove home, rushed through the door, expecting to hear Kendall crying or to see Scott’s look of desperation when I walked in. Instead, I was greeted by a silently sleeping baby and my husband right where I left him – in front of the Science Channel. “Did he cry at all while I was gone? Was everything okay?” “Well, yeah. He’s been asleep since you left. He’s fine.” Wow. I can’t believe that went so smoothly.
5 months in 2 days
Available now: Amazon | Barnes & Noble
14 comments
MILFs out on the town! 🙂 Congrats – sounds like a success!
I’ve been a long time reader of your blog, and since I just got my BFP this month I’ve recently gone back through some of your earlier posts. This post today made me smile ear to ear for you! That’s so fantastic. I’m watching friends of mine all dealing with the struggles of a new baby in many different ways and I just hope all of them can have such a great night like you did sometime very soon! Congrats…especially on the skinny jeans…woohoo!
Congrats, Jocelyn!
Awesome!!!! Your SKINNY jeans???? No effing way!
Congrats! A night away once in awhile(okay every week) is what every mom needs! Do go next month!
yay!! that sounds fabulous! in your skinny jeans no less. i have to admit, i was a tad bit raging with jealousy at that point.
I am SO jealous! I dont have any mom friends so none of my girlfriends truly undertand why a girls night out is so important!
OMG- That is so awesome. You deserve it. Hope you get to go out more often. I can probably count on one hand the amount of times I’ve done that in the uh 8+ years i’ve been a mom. Depressing actually. I wish you lived closer so I could put on earrings and heels and go out and have a drink with you sometime.
Did you wear perfume??? That’s another thing I gave up when i had kids. i stopped wearing it while breastfeeding and never felt the need to wear it since. unless flyspray or showsheen count. (stuff I spray on the horses and the wind usually causes me to get more of it on me than on the horse)
Uh….where are the pictures? 🙂
awww a night away is sooo what you needed. and i bet u looked stunning!
That is awesome! I’m so happy for you! I’m sure you looked amazing.
YAY!!! that calls for a WOOO HOOO!!
skinny jeans?!! ::jeleous here::
keep up the nights out once a month – you’ll NEVER regret it!
and I agree…where are the pictures??
besides it’s time to get some more fluffy kendall on here too! 🙂
Alright !! Woo Hoo !!! Skinny Jeans, that is awesome. It took me 18 months to get back into my skinny jeans. 5 months post partum and being back in your skinny jeans is awesome !!! I’m happy for you. Congrats on the night out, you deserve it !!
How exciting!! Woohoo for skinny jeans! We had a date night planned for this past Friday, but our little girl decided to mess those plans up by being born on Thursday! Haha. I thought since you helped us decide to go med free, you’d want to read the story. It’s on my blog (www.randommyn.blogspot.com- which is nowhere near as entertaining as yours!! hehe).