Yes, I know. A redundancy of Jay z’s coined phrase like 100 yrs ago. But this really does apply.
I am observing that in order for the single mom to have a “somewhat” nightlife, she must schedule her meet ups at 9pm-ish after tucking in baby to bed and cleaning up. I feel so guilty heading out the house at 5:30pm when Belle is still up and about playing, reading, or watching puppet shows. Even though it’s once in a while, I still feel guilty.
So one night I unintentionally scheduled a postponed meet up time with my girlfriends at around 9pm. I was able to sit and eat dinner with Belle, play around, read a book, get her ready for bed, sing a lullaby and watch her fall into slumberland. Then clean up the kitchen and living, showered and took my time to get dressed (uninterrupted) and head out while grandma was home with her. No guilty feeling.
Maybe it’s because I am blessed to have a child who is an all-nighter (THANK G-O-D!). So from now on, I have to schedule my outings much later in the evenings. And even though it might be late for some of you, at that time, I’m just getting started….