Once you have kids your life gets totally fucked up. Remember when you and your significant other would go to dinner and a movie? Or go downtown and listen to live music while drinking with friends? Yeah. Date night. It could have been seven nights a week. You didn't have to work around anyone else and it was just the two of you.
NOT ANYMORE.
Don't get me wrong (or do, whatever). I love Avery more than I can put into words but it sucks gorilla balls when I have to plan a month or so ahead to have my mom watch Avery overnight so that Jacob and I can have some alone time.
And since I'm writing this clearly we are on date night RIGHT THIS VERY SECOND! And I'm spending it BLOGGING!
After we dropped Avery off at my mom's we made a trip to Walmart (the romance capitol of north Texas) and purchased shelves and beer. Then we cleaned the garage and assembled the shelves so that we could organize our shit in the garage instead of piling it in the corners. Which is what we were doing. Our garage has just enough room for our two cars. It's ridiculously small.
ANYWAY, once that task was mostly completed Jacob and I played Lego Harry Potter on the XBox (I'm better at this game than he is and I can tell that it annoys him).
We kept drinking and while Jacob got sufficiently buzzed I felt nothing. Well, that isn't true. I feel bloated.
AWESOME! SEXY TIME!
So date night once you have kids is not the same pre-children. Our other child-free evenings have featured trips to the grocery store, painting the bathrooms and working on our budget.
Do I wish that we could get away for the weekend? Fuck yeah I do. But unfortunately we can't even afford to go down the street. Our dates aren't fancy because we can't afford for them to be. I would love to sound like a sappy bastard and tell you that as long as we're spending time together that's all that matters. I DO believe this sentiment but dammit, it's nice to actually
go somewhere and
do something.
But hey, as long as I don't have to change diapers and deal with tantrums for a night I'll take what I can get.
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Oh Rock n Roll Mommy - I feel for you. It is so very hard to resist the urge to handle the mundane when you finally get your crumbcatcher out of your hair for just a little while. The joys of walking down the aisle without saying. Come here, don't touch that, don't pick that up off the ground! No! And of course, SORRY to every person they run into.I am guilty of it myself.
A little tip from someone who knows - you'll have a really hard time finding the Sexy You if you dont force a real date out of your date night. Pretty panties, mascara, no chores and no talk of the kid. Pre-kid woman of the night is in there, I promise.
good luck - keep trying, its worth it.
I feel your pain. We haven't even had a child-free night since June (YIKES!) which happened to be the week we got knocked up. Yeah, I'm 5 months along now.
This is what happens when the hubbster starts his own business and we have no money.
Girl, I feel you we had just went out last night to a Halloween party. It was so nice.
dude, your bloated, sexy, xbox, time is way better than my NO time!
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