Paul is four and a half months old, and other than leaving him with his dad while I quickly run errands on a Saturday morning (or that one time I went to the movies), he’s never left my side.
Sure, my husband and I have gone on date nights, but we’ve just taken Paul with us. And believe you me, when you’re a mom to 4 kids under 8 years old, taking just the baby out and leaving the other 3 behind feels like a parenting oasis.
But that’s all going to change, tonight.
Today is our 10th wedding anniversary. And instead of doing a romantic trip or even long weekend, we’re headed out to dinner here in town. The place we’ve picked out has been on my bucket list since the moment their doors opened almost 3 years ago, and we’ve saved dining there for a special occasion. Also, it’s not kid friendly. Grown up food, washed down with fermented grownup drinks. I CAN’T WAIT!
And right now, I’m going to be straight up honest with you on how I feel about leaving Paul with a babysitter. I’m nervous, but it’s still going to happen.
The baby sitter that we’ve hired is very responsible, in her mid-twenties, and absolutely amazing. The big kids love her, and she’s great with babies. And worse case scenario, we will be less than 10 minutes and 4 miles away. Not that I’m planning on any type of problem arising.
Sure, I’m nervous that Paul won’t take his bottle. And slightly worried that taking care of 4 kids (including making dinner and the whole bedtime routine) will overwhelm the crap out of her to the extent that she’ll never agree to come over again. But guess what, mama needs a night out with daddy, and I’m willing to risk it.
I’m excited to have an evening away with just my husband, reflecting on the past decade. 10 years and 4 kids later, we’re still going strong. I can’t think of a better reason to celebrate. (Even if it means leaving Paul for 4-5 hours)
How about you? When did you first leave your baby with a babysitter?
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