Tonight we hired a sitter. Yep, that's right, we paid an obscene amount of money for someone to watch our 3 cherubs so we could get out of the house. Lucky for us, our sitter was fabulous, the girls had a blast, so we had zero regrets about our evening away.
Mark and I struggle to do the "date night." Though it is fun to have a night out on the town every once in a while, there is something about a "date night" in your favorite place, wearing your favorite comfy clothes, hanging out with your favorite person that we both find much more enjoyable than a night out. A 9pm date on the couch in my sweats, sharing a pint of ice cream with my number one crush as our kiddos snooze away in their beds, (or stay up so they can eaves drop on our conversation) far outshines a night where we hurry home to relieve the sitter, hitting the ATM on the way, only to blow $60 to find out our kids watched TV and played on the sitters iPhone all night and now we have a sink full of dinner dishes to be washed and a morning of crabby kids because they stayed up too late. (Ok, it all truth, we've only had 2 sitters in 10 years, but one burned us...otherwise we take advantage of family when they are available -- thanks, fam!)
Tonight, however, they had a blast. They were engaged, they were busy, we returned to a clean house. We had every intention of celebrating our anniversary tonight. We had an OB appt. at 4pm and decided we would extend our night so we could properly celebrate our anniversary since our first celebration was anything but joyous.
We decided to go to the NewBo area and check out Pig and Porter and then hit NewBo Market for an outdoor concert. However, after our appt., we decided we better lay low, go somewhere quiet and take advantage of the fact that we could make decisions without the girls around, after more bad news at our appt. we used our night to decide how to tell the girls what the coming months may bring. We discussed when we were going to tell our families about how our appts were going. We debated if we wanted to share our news outside of the safety of our family. We started funeral preparations and laying out the..."if this, then this" scenarios.
Once again, our 'for better or worse' focused around planning for the worse. We know the more decisions we can make now, while we have time to think through most scenarios, the better. We, again, postponed our anniversary celebration so that we could take care of things that needed taken care of without the girls around. Anniversary 14.1 was a lot of decision making, crying, and praying. Silver lining tonight...people at ice cream shops don't stare at you if you're crying, they know the healing power of ice cream.
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