On Monday I spent my day off from work loving my time with Henry. We took a nice long walk and spent time trying to learn to roll over. We cuddled and laughed and played with his toys. We read books and watched Lost (of course we did). We went to Charing's so she could spend time with him. Even with the fighting of the naps, it was a great day.
Then that night, I fed him and kissed his sweet head and handed him to Nick. I got in my car and went to dinner with my girl friends. Just me and them. No babies, no men, just the girls. We talked and laughed and caught up with each others lives. I know I talked about Henry, but I know I talked about a lot of other things too. I listened to what was happening in their lives, and I enjoyed every second of it. Nothing amazing happened, but I had a wonderful dinner with my wonderful girl friends. I had missed that kind of time more than I realized. It was nice to know Nick and Henry were enjoying their night together, and I was having a good night on my own. I wouldn't want to do it every night, but for Monday, it was really perfect.