
Mommy writing now...
I left Maggie alone with her dad for the first time last night. My former boss, who is also a very good friend, had a gettogether to celebrate her new career move and had invited the whole old gang of co-workers for happy hour. It felt important to go, but with extremely mixed emotions about leaving Maggie. But, the restaurant was around the corner from where we live and I had pumped for 3(!) feedings and her dad was with her. Everything should be juuust fine.
It was so nice to dress up, do my hair and put make-up on after 9 months in sweats and a pony tail. It felt great to be with friends and talk about non-baby stuff. I had half a glass of the most delicious red wine. It felt wonderful. For about an hour when I could no longer not think about Maggie. By that time I was in the car on my way home, my hands and whole body practically itching to see her.
I am so glad I went out and I am proud of myself that I did. It is important to have adult conversation and to stay social even though we have a kid now.
But it does not compare, and nothing does, to holding my daughter, kissing her forehead, smelling her skin and watch her sleep safely in my arms.