It was Mama’s night out and you have no idea how badly I needed it.
My husband,Tyler, had just returned from being out of town for work and would be leaving again in a few days. I love my baby, don’t get me wrong, but being alone with a 7-week old, around the clock, tends to make me a little crazy, so I jumped at the chance for a night out before the hubs left town again.
Tyler and I decided to do dinner and drinks with friends. That alone wasn’t going to be enough to satisfy my craving for adult interaction though so I decided to take it up a notch.
You see, I mentioned I had a 7 week old. That means that I had recently had my 6-week check up with my midwife (while my husband was out of town). As I’m assuming you moms know what that means….the all clear for sexy time.
But here’s the thing: Just because your doctor says you can “do it” doesn’t mean you (A) feel like it or (B) could find the time even if you wanted to.
But my husband, God bless him, deserved it. He hardly bugged me once over the course of the 6 weeks after our daughter, Piper, was born (probably because I told him to go take matters into his own hands). I felt like it was time to give him the best 30 seconds of his life.
So what did I do…..?
I paid for sex
No, not like that you weirdo. Who do you think I am?
You see, I had figured out that getting busy with my husband was tough to make happen at our house. Our kid fusses like crazy in the evenings (holy witching hour). By the time that is over, I’m exhausted and the last thing on my mind is bumping uglies.
And while we’ve gotten a babysitter before, she comes to our house and it would just be weird to run off into another room (though the thought has crossed my mind).
So, I decided to get a hotel room. For what turned out to be approximately 30 minutes. $110 hotel room, 30 minutes, that’s $3.67 a minute (not including taxes)!
My “night out” started out “normally”. We met up with our friends (also parents of a young one) and I had my first Moscow Mules. In a year. And yes, they were delicious.
The friends that we met up with are pregnant with their 2nd child, so naturally the conversation centered a lot around babies. It’s funny how that happens. I’ve turned into “that woman”. Before I had a kid I hated talking about other peoples kids for more than five minutes.
But what about the sex?
I had decided the day prior that I was going to do this whole hotel thing. However, planning this stuff is tricky with this newly acquired kid.
We have our babysitter for a limited amount of time and I’m going to need to pump at some point. So instead of eating dinner at my favorite restaurant downtown and then driving across town to a hotel, I just shortened the whole thing. I booked dinner reservations at a restaurant that also happens to be in a hotel (I’m efficient!). Since it’s a restaurant we’ve eaten at, it wasn’t suspicious to my husband.
Now, it definitely wasn’t as good of a restaurant as my normal downtown favorite, but I got to eat a hot meal and there was no baby crying. So I’ll take it.
After dinner I busted out a room key and gave it to my husband. Boy, he was excited (and surprised!).
Without going into too many details, it was definitely better than I expected. But still slightly painful.
We checked in around 8:00 and made it home by 9:00 with a quick stop at Trader Joe’s on the way home.
Was it the most romantic thing I’ve experienced? Probably not. However, sometimes you just got to jump back on the horse. You see if you weren’t hungry, you’d still eat at some point during the day. Well this is kind of the same thing. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, I’m sure there will be much less anxiety about future “sessions.”
It was fun, it was refreshing, it was EXACTLY what I needed.
Now I want to hear from you! In the comments below I’d love to hear your best tip for keeping the romance alive post-baby. We could all use some inspiration!