Looking back, my husband felt his first marriage dissolved once his twin daughters were born.
He said his wife turned into his room mate, as they took tag team care of the girls. As soon as he'd walk in the door, she'd run out. When she arrived home, he'd escape to the den. Eventually, the romance was replaced by responsibility.
So, "Date Night" was his answer as to how that wasn't going to happen to US. Pre-Elle it seemed like a really good idea to me too. Once a week we'd go out into the world and leave Elle in the capable care of my parents.
My parents agreed this was the best plan they'd heard in their life. They'd get total control of the little one!
Unfortunately, my feelings had changed on the matter. I wasn't ready to leave her yet! My separation anxiety started Friday night. I rocked her for an hour and a half before I put her in the crib.
They Saturday I completely hogged her from my husband.
Oh she's up, I'll continue later............