On Good Friday morning myself and the girls went to soft play with some friends while Mr E did a bit of work that he had to do. While we there we were chatting about our weekend plans, when I suddenly realised that the long weekend would be a perfect time for Mr E and I to go out on a ‘date night’- we were long overdue one and with not many plans for the weekend it seemed a great idea. One quick call later and we found out our ‘babysitters’ were free.
We rarely take advantage of the fact that all my family live nearby. Considering my girls are so close to my Mum they have only ever stayed over at her house once in the whole four years that we have been parents, and they have only stayed at my Dad’s twice. This is in part us not wanting to worry anyone and also in part the fact that we are happy to take our girls away with us and have adventures as a family. Coupled with that my sister is always around to take the girls off our hands for a few hours too.
For the first couple of years of Mads life, and indeed pretty much until last year, I could seriously count on one hand the amount of nights out we had been out just the two of us. A lot of it was due to being pregnant, saving money, breastfeeding or the fact that we are always pretty busy going away or seeing friends or family. But the last few months I would say we have started trying to go out more, even if it’s just out for dinner or the cinema. I still wouldn’t even say it’s once a month but it’s definitely more regular than it was.
A few years ago I actually sat and wrote down what I called ‘My Little Love Story’– it was a series of posts about how I met Mr E and the start of our relationship. It actually makes me really cringe reading it back, it’s really soppy and a bit OTT, but the sentiment is still there. Even after all these years I still can’t believe how lucky I am to have my husband. Our relationship has changed a lot over the years, of course having children will do that to you, but he still is my best friend and that is one of the most important things I think.
He used to be my favourite person to go out with. We would of course go out with friends, but we would also go out just the two of us all the time and drink for hours. Nowadays my hangovers last a lot longer and to be honest I don’t really go what we call ‘out out’ (when did I get so old?!) and have a few drinks all that much anymore, especially not with him, but when we were younger with no responsibilities, we would go out most evenings. I have such fond memories of that period in our lives, and some such funny stories to tell.
Nowadays on our ‘date nights’ we usually go for a meal and then to the cinema, but there wasn’t anything on that we wanted to see on Friday, so we decided instead to go for a meal and a few drinks- something we haven’t done in absolutely ages. We live on the outskirts of our town and it’s not exactly the most exciting place to go out in, but we visited a couple of the pubs and bars after our dinner.
We laughed all night long and I drank more than I have in ages, but above all it was just a really nice evening. At the end of the night we decided it would be a good idea to walk home, which is a couple of miles, and on the way we discussed so many different things. We are both at a really exciting point in our lives at the moment having just started working together, and it was great to have one of those deep and meaningful, and slightly silly chats that you only do when you have had too much to drink. Of course we laugh and chat every day, but there’s something about a good drunken evening that reinforces just how much fun you can have together.
At the start of the night we took this photo and it’s one of my new favourites- we rarely have photos of just the two of us anymore, inevitably there is usually a small person in the frame somewhere, but I really like this one and it’s now in the ‘privileged’ position of being my new phone screensaver. I love that after all these years, I still get butterflies in my tummy when I go out with Mr E, and I love that he still can literally make me cry with laughter all night long. I don’t want to get too sentimental or soppy, but I really am so very lucky to have him. Day to day life isn’t always sunshine and happiness- it can be stressful, we can argue and I know I can take him for granted sometimes, but I really am glad that my most ‘ordinary moments’ are with him.