Several months have passed since my husband and I went out for our last date night. As I was preparing to write this, I had to sit and seriously rack my brain to remember that we had gone to see either the last Avengers movie or a Star Wars movie. It has been so long that I can’t even get the details straight.
We don’t get to spend quality time together often enough. Usually it feels as though our only alone time is when we are sleeping or if I can keep my eyes open long enough to watch an episode of Westworld after the kids are in bed.
To celebrate our fourth wedding anniversary we dropped the kids off with grandma and grandpa on Sunday evening. My inlaws had been offering to watch the kids for a week so that we could go out, but I felt a little guilty asking them to babysit when they already take care of the kids while my husband and I are at work each day. Finally, I took them up on their offer.
I dropped the kids off and went back home. We had a little mommy/daddy time, which was nice because it wasn’t rushed or interrupted and we didn’t have to worry about waking the kids.
We went out to dinner at Old Chicago and had a great time. It was amazing to eat a hot meal where I didn’t have to also feed someone else. To not have to pick up forks and sippy cups from the floor or to wipe up spilled milk was a real plus. We were able to have a real conversation that wasn’t interrupted a million times, albeit most of our conversation was about the kids… although after almost eleven years together, pretty much all of our conversations are about the kids anymore.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t mute the nagging voice in my head that was saying, “You’re taking too long. They don’t want to watch the kids all night. Hurry up.” Even when trying to relax it was difficult to quelch my anxiety. I knew it was silly, but I felt on edge and had a hard time just letting go and having fun in the moment. But, I am resolved to work on it.
It was lovely spending time together and I hope we can arrange for another date night soon.