A Weekend (Almost) Without My Daughter

This past weekend was amazing. I feel a little bad saying it because I spent most of my weekend without my daughter.

Friday morning I went to some garage sales with my friend. Jordan was working from home that day so I left Madilynn home with him. It was a huge success and I came home with lots of new (to me) clothes for the baby.

And while I'm on the subject of garage sales, let me just say this: LOVE. Nowhere else can I get barely worn, name brand clothes for Madilynn. I'm talking about getting some outfits that would cost over $50 in boutique stores for $0.25 (my best deal yet). I'm not above second-hand. I always check for stains and holes, and ALWAYS wash them before putting them on the baby. I've also picked up some hard plastic toys for the winter time when she'll be older enough to enjoy them. I could do a blog post on this subject alone.

And, since it was the weekend, I got to sleep alone upstairs. Nice.

Saturday I went to the mall, alone, to get some post-pregnancy clothing. Since I'm a lot thinner than I was before I got pregnant, I had been itching to get something that fit my new shape. Something that wasn't a solid color and cotton. Something that fit my bigger chest, but also hid a nursing bra. Something to wear out, not while sitting at home getting barfed on by Madilynn.

I've never been thinner with big boobs so it was a bit of a challenge...not that I'm complaining. I was able to get 4 tops and a pair of jeans. I kept under my $100 budget. Nothing was 100% cotton and everything had a pattern...something I don't normally wear. I went window shopping and got lunch and splurged on some Starbucks. After 3 hours I was missing my family and worn out.

And, since it was the weekend, I got to sleep alone upstairs. Nice.

Sunday Jordan and I went shopping at a new store. It was nice because he liked some clothes at the store and was actually looking around instead of complaining. He even made mention of wanting to go back to do some clothes shopping. This is a help to me because this task usually falls on me.

Sunday night our friends came over with their 7 month old son. We left the kids with our husbands and went to the movies. We saw Friends with Benefits. The movie was descent but the gem was being able to sit though a FULL movie, uninterrupted, in silence. We came home to happy babies and smiling husbands. What could be better?

I had SUCH a good time this weekend that I feel a little guilty for ditching my family and spending time alone. I look at it this way...

I spend ALL day, EVERY day, with my daughter. I cook dinner every night for Jordan and keep the house clean. I pay all the bills and do all the shopping. After over 8 straight weeks of giving everything I have to my husband and child, I feel like I deserved a little time to myself. Some new clothes. An expensive coffee. And approximately 10 hours (not including sleep) of time to myself. I hoping this is a reoccurring event. It should be mandatory to insure sanity.