Last night PD and I went out for dinner.
Three months ago this wouldn't really be that note worthy; but now, after three months of my evening social life consisting of the settee (and the odd evening in the garden), it's a massive deal.
I was so excited I even wore a top I couldn't breastfeed in, luckily I still wore breast pads else I may have had a one person wet t-shirt competition.
Thank you Nicola for looking after our angel baby (who uttered not a peep). We may have only been five minutes away in the restaurant at the end of the road, and we may have only been gone a couple of hours, but it was a big night out for me!
One Kir and a glass of Chablis and I was positively tipsy - a cheap date these days.
No comments:
Post a Comment