I officially decided I need to make a little more “me” time. I always feel guilty leaving little HJ. Since he was born, I have MAYBE had 5 nights out. Five nights where I can have an adult conversation. Unlike most people with a baby, I do not have another adult in the house. When he is in bed, I can’t sit on the couch and talk with someone. My time is always with HJ. And don’t get me wrong, I love our time. But I feel like having time for myself would be a good way to recharge. Heading out to dinner with friends (sans children), going for a jog, getting a pedicure…all sound like an amazing way to get back on track and remind myself that I am an adult. A person who needs a little pampering and a little down time. A little less time pushing toy cars and picking up legos and a little more lounging back with a mojito. I forget what it feels like to spend more than 30 minutes getting ready to look hot for a night on the town. I would love to be able to throw a cute dress on, a hot pair of heels and maybe even curl my hair.