Momma's Date (The Quiet Life of Violet)

08/31/2011

Momma's Date

This morning, my parents came over and watched Squiddy so I could get out of the house for a bit and just have some non-baby time. I took a shower without worry (Squid was in Grandpa's arms while Grandma coo-ed at him). I dried off and put on my favorite summer dress that I unfortunately can't wear on a "normal" day, as it isn't breastfeeding friendly. It still fits! Mom gave Squid a bottle and he gulped it down and looked so fat and happy.

After doing my makeup and talking a bit, they packed Buggie (one of Squid's MANY nicknames!) up in his stroller and took him for a walk, and I hopped in my car and drove off. It made it a little easier to leave the house knowing that he was out doing something, too. It was the oddest feeling, going somewhere with out my boy and It's funny how your mind throws a blanket over all of the crying and fussy and "OHMYGODCHILDSTOPSCREAMING" moments when you're leaving the baby for a bit.

"He's an angel! I should have just brought him with me!"

"He won't burst into tears in the middle of the store - he's perfect!"

"Who? Squiddy? He's NEVER a handful in public!"

Yeah... I snapped out of it and smiled as I saw his Grandma and Grandpa pushing him down the sidewalk in my rearview mirror.

I decided to spend my hour and a half at the cafe in Barnes and Noble where I bought a piece of delicious spinach-artichoke quiche, sipped some Mother's Milk tea, read a People magazine and I spent a lot of time noting how many women brought their babies and children out around the noon hour.

I swear, I spend 2/3 of the time thinking about my baby boy and wondering what he was doing. Was he laying on Grandpa's shoulder, sleeping? Was he in his bouncy chair kicking his legs at the mean old lion dangle toy? How many bottles had he gobbled? Would he even want to feed once I got home? Would being away for an hour and a half kill my milk supply?