It's mother's day. Al has been asking me what I want for my big day. I was thinking I wanted patio furniture, which we'd get anyway. I thought about it some more and decided I wanted to drink on mother's day. Let the pumping begin! It was mostly a joke, but getting out for a drink or two did seem fun-so yesterday, after getting my hair cut/highlighted, I went out with a few friends. The outing was delayed by a last minute feeding, my friend holding Lilly, and then *another* last minute feeding. After picking up a few more friends, we found ourselves at Usher House (formerly the Broken Axe--we were going to go downtown but then all the people dressed up like zombies for the zombie fest caused us to reconsider). We sent a picture of me drinking my glass of wine to Al, and I celebrated my first consumption of a whole drink since June. I never thought I'd be so excited to have one drink!
I called once and she was eating. I checked back in an hour and she was screaming. Al said she was screaming for a hour and a half (a bit of an exaggeration, but it probably seemed that long). I hopped into a cab, talked to the cab driver about my crying baby, and proceeded home. I was gone almost two hours. Not quite what I had planned, but I still had fun. Didn't Cinderella get to stay out until midnight? Guess she didn't have a baby! Turns out, at the stroke of midnight, I was just laying Lilly down after holding her as she slept.
In the end, all I really want for mother's day is to spend time with my sweet girl and to have a cleaning lady (good idea, Al). Looks like my wishes will be granted.
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