I had a much needed night out this weekend. Mike’s band played out and the baby stayed at Grandma’s for the night. I got dolled up and played band groupie. I had WAY too much to drink and danced until my feet fell out of my new pair of very cute, pink heels. It was definitely a much needed ego boost. For the entire night I was not mama with spit-up on my blouse. I was a sexy, exotic creature (at least in my own mind *grin*) dancing provocatively in front of the bass player (hubby). I like to think that I haven’t lost my touch. I did get hit on quite a bit. We won’t be telling Mike about that though. Not to mention the hundreds of, “Shut up! You just had a baby? You look awesome!” Granted I think it’s written somewhere that it is the proper greeting when meeting a new mother…no matter how good or bad they look. It took me forever to get ready though, especially since I had to return all of the cute maternity clothes I borrowed from a few of my good friends. I tried to go clothes shopping on Friday but nearly left the store in tears. The larger sizes fit great around the bosoms but made the rest of me look like I was drowning in fabric. The smaller sizes probably would have fit great around my waist if I could have only gotten them over my boobs. That’s when I bought my new cute pair of shoes. No matter what, shoes always fit. So I was stuck with a few pieces that I wore during my first trimester and made them work. I was a lot smaller then… Mike and I also had a chance to put some things out on the table. He was feeling resentful about some things and I told about the things I felt resentful about. Let’s just say we definitely have a better appreciation for each other. Speaking of appreciation… Things got pretty hot and heavy between us and we had to use a TON of restraint in order not to break the 6 week rule. I know for a fact I’m not ready for super-fun-married-time but I tend to forget about pain and stuff when I get turned on. Which leads to my point, I actually got turned on! That was the first time, since the baby, that I’ve felt something other than pain in my lady bits. Yay!!! I’m alive!!! *grin* You know, I think things are turning around for the better. Which makes me really, really happy. I might even forget about getting my tubes tied….for now anyway. X-out