This past weekend, Jordan and I got away for our first solo date without the baby. It felt weird going out to our car without a car seat in tow. And weird when we drove away without him in the back. Of course I thought every horrible thought possible and wished we could drive separate just in case something happened, at least one of us would be okay. I know, I'm crazy.
We ate at Cafe Madrid in Salt Lake. Have you ever had authentic Spanish food? Call me uncultured, but I had never and it was much different than I expected. I know it isn't close to like Mexican food, but I guess I expected there to be some influence. Like tortillas or something. It kind of reminded me of French or Italian food. Which makes sense since all are in Europe. I will admit, it was mighty nice to enjoy a meal with both hands/not have a baby attached to me while eating/have anxiety about the baby waking up any second/take longer than 3 minutes to enjoy a meal. Owen has this sixth sense lately of when I am thinking about eating...
Special thanks to Auntie Kate for babysitting. It might be awhile before we venture out and leave him with a real babysitter. I honestly can't believe people used to trust me to babysit. I started when I was 10! That's nuts and it gives me anxiety just thinking about it (also, I made like $3 an hour and the going rate nowadays is like $7+. What a jip!). Owen can be pretty fussy at night, so I was a little worried. But she kept him entertained with his favorite things: milk, windows, walls and light. He fell right asleep when we got back.
2 comments:
i hear ya about babysitting. i get nervous leaving rowan with jords mom- how am i ever going to be able to trust a 10 year old?! but im glad you got to get away. that is a rare thing when you have a nursing child ;)
Good Auntie! Glad you had some fun!
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