Lowe's Date Night

I had a major "I've become my mother" moment on Friday night. Joe and I had planned a VERY hot date night at Lowe's with baby in tow. Nothing spells "L-O-V-E love" like an evening in the gardening section of "L-O-W-E Lowe's", fighting over the best color of mulch. As the week went by, Joe and I had numerous conversations about our impending Lowe's date, so in my mind, it was on the calendar, a done deal. I even put on makeup, I was that psyched for a little romance with a side of fertilizer.

To be honest, it wasn't Lowe's itself that had me all fired up. I was just excited to go somewhere, anywhere. Yes, we lead a very busy and active life. We travel, see our friends and, in my personal opinion, still have a pretty solid social life for new parents. BUT, when your husband works late most nights, you work from home and you spend every evening talking to a 9-month-old, you're officially climbing the walls by Friday, excited for his bedtime help and adult conversation.

Joe obviously 1. wasn't aware of my love of Lowe's and 2. wasn't as excited as I about a night in the hardware store because he forgot and by the time he got home, Isabel was ready for bed. I lost it. You would have thought he was cheating on me. "I guess we're not going to Lowe's?!" was my first question to him as he walked through the door. "I wasn't aware of your love for Lowe's" was his highly sensitive response. And that is when I realized I was my mother OR any mother who just needs to get out of the house, no matter the destination.

Joe has learned his lesson... Lowe's, a sand pit, the dentist, it doesn't matter. If it gives me the chance to get out of the house and socialize with other adults, please don't break my heart by breaking our plans. Especially if I've put on makeup.