Date Night

December 22, 2012

Last night The Husband and I had a date night.

Our church has this amazing program called Parent's Night Out.  You  bring your kid(s) to a kids night out and you are free to go wherever you want to go for three hours.  It's $12 from 6pm-9pm.  

Where can you find a babysitter for $4 per hour?  We don't even have a babysitter because I haven't found one (nor have I seriously looked because who can you really trust?).  I completely trust leaving my son in the care of the people at PNO.  They're wonderful!  They provide him with a super fun time, and he loves to go. 


Sometimes I don't want to go on the date.  It's not that I don't want to go on a date with The Husband.  We always have a good time.  It's just that sometimes I don't like leaving my son. 

It's on a Friday night, and he has already gone to preschool in the morning for three hours.  And now we're leaving him again?  

I know what this is --false guilt.  I've no real reason to be guilty. 

The Husband and I need this time to get out and have dinner together and not let Cutie Pie (my other nickname for D) be the main source of our topic for the night. 

I always have to remind myself that it's a blessing to have the Parent's Night Out and let those feelings override any false sense of guilt I am having.

Two weeks ago I blew it.  I neglected to sign D up on time so we missed out on our date night.  The Husband reminded me to sign D up but I thought I'd wait until the night of rather than the day before like you're supposed to.  I'd been told previously by one of the workers that it's okay to wait until the night of.  But this time, they had tons of kids and not enough workers so they couldn't take one more child.  Thankfully, I called them before we got there.  I know I didn't sign him up because my guilt got the best of me. 

Last night we went out and had a nice dinner.  We usually go to the same restaurant which is fine.

I had a Ceasar Chicken Salad, with no croutons.  Except they forgot to omit the croutons.  No problem.  I just pushed them aside.  

The Husband had some sort of an appetizer variety.  I had a cappacino (I'm not really supposed to be drinking coffee due to acid reflux, but only this once).  And we shared apple cheesecake for dessert.  (Sorry I have no pictures of the food.) 

It's important for us to take care of our relationship.  And since becoming parents we've pretty much neglected to do that until recently. 

Our goal is to sign up for Parent's Night Up every time they have it (twice a month).  And one of the rules is that we don't plan what we're going to talk about nor do we talk about D (sometimes we do though) or any serious type of conversation.   We just go, eat and chat and enjoy one another's company.   

That's what we did last night and it was a fun time.  The most fun was taking our own self portraits at the end of dinner.  We took several pictures where neither of us were happy with the results.  So we kept taking more.   We laughed the whole time.  We were acting like two giddy teenagers. We haven't done that in a seriously looooooong time.

FamilyLisa Butwell