Across The City Let Downs

We have a nice dinner at Milestones. Then over to the bar/pub/whatever... its 9:00 and suddenly, mid-sentance my milk lets down. Shaun and I laugh because it's embarassing and I'm holding my boobs, which looks so strange and I say "I bet he woke up" and shaun's like "no he didn't, he's fine". Then I say "give me the phone I want to call home" and shaun says "no don't call home, he's fine, stop worrying".

So I keep harassing him and finally call home at 9:15. My dad answers and right away I can tell somethings up. I ask how liam is doing and dad says "he woke up around 9 and we're just working to get him back to sleep" - how wierd is that? That my milk let down across the CITY at the same time that he woke up???

Feeling validated, I hung up. Completely unworried because I trust my parents, like I trust my MIL, like I trust my best friend/doula/Liam's godmother Meg.

At 10:30 we get a call. Its my dad, "can you come home? he's just working himself up and won't settle down". This means he's been awake for an hour and a half. Bah! We have to leave. But I didn't want to because I was talking to Natalia, my miss rollergirl, old Modern Drunk Magazine best buddy who we hadn't seen in over 2 years (which is shameful). We're laughing and catching up and Mishky is there because of course, it's her birthday, so it feels like old times, a reunion. I am so happy to be with these 2 ladies! ...

Fiver is on the decks, Plush is running around because its her birthday too, Laura had just gotten there - there are balloon's everywhere. It looks great and the mood is very festive. Lots of laughing, comparing shoes, hair lengths, talking about roomies, shaking a little booty on the spot; you know - important girlie stuff. I felt like I was back living my pre-baby life. It felt really really good because I miss the old me. Cue the violins, lets all feel sorry for me!

We had to leave... but wait, don't feel too bad. It was just as good to get home because Liam stopped crying as soon as he heard my voice. It was adorable and made me feel so special and when I was back home there was no where else I wanted to be. Just holding my baby, calming him down, smelling his baby smell... ahhh this experience taught me something important.

1. I need to be able to get out and 2. someone else needs to be able to feed him because I am trapped by my own boobs, but more importantly 3. I am the luckiest woman in the world to have so much love to always, always come home to.