|First time with baby sitter|
|Written by Donna|
It's been a long month since I gave birth and a very long 6 month since I went out to a party, and when I say "went out" I mean the whole ritual including the search for the right dress, the right shoes, the right makeup and the forgotten excitement before going out to a party.
My mom recruited to help us for this desired operation, going out as a couple, and FYI – The only persons on earth I trust to take care of my special treasure, my baby girl, is her grandmas, my mom and my husband mom. Those are the only persons on our entire universe that I know they have the right sensitivity and trustworthiness to let them take care of my 1 month baby girl.
I told my mom to come at 18:30 so we can get enough time to guide her and prepare her for this impossible mission, babysitting our baby girl, and get out at 19:00.
We left the house at 20:00, one hour late than we expected…
I think you know this feeling
The feeling that you are looking beautiful…
I stopped feeling beautiful somewhere near the fifth month of pregnancy and the next time this feeling raised up again was the moment we got in our car and I looked to the car mirror, the same mirror that usually twist your face, but in that moment I felt beautiful.
My husband started the car engine and we began our road trip to the party.
In the car
I must tell you that after 20 minuets of pleasant driving, both of us, my husband and me, looked one on each other and said in a weeping voice and a wide smile – "I miss her" – and we both laughed…
Next stop – Party on
We reached an amazing place with a lot of dolled-up people and very good looking ladies, and that was the moment when my after-birth belly image popped up to my thoughts and the feeling of beautiful squashed. I went to the rest-room to check my appearance and maybe bring back the "beautiful feeling" but in the rest –room I saw a bunch of skinny blondes with 10 feet long legs and very wrinkled buttocks so I escaped from there to my husband arms and surprisingly his first words were – Donna you look so good, I must say I'm amaze!
Ha ha to all those young skinny blondes from the rest-room, I already found my sweetheart…
Thank you god for the mobile phone!
To tell you the truth – we didn't dance wildly but we sure got our stage corner and we hugged a lot and swayed to the sound of the music. Between song to song I called my mom to see if everything is fine and in one of the calls I hear my baby girl crying and the tears raised up and filled my eyes… I love her so much…
We didn't leave the party because my mom asked us to. We left after 2 hours because we wanted to. I'm not gonna tell you about what happened that night in our bedroom but I'll summarize the hole night adventure by saying it was a very good night and an amazing adventure and I promise you dear mommy readers – It's good to feel beautiful again and it's good to be with your husband like you've been once before but there is no place like home with your baby.