So, I survived my first night away from The Buttertart.
(That's my new name for Anna).
Andrew and I had a really great time out in the Real World. We walked around the downtown core, pretending to be adults without a child. I felt like everyone could just tell that I was a Mama, though. (And I didn't even have puke on my shoulder to prove it).
The last time I was downtown walking around with Andrew was when I was pregnant. People look at you and smile more when you're pregnant. But having my little Anna in the world now is a much better feeling.
So, we spent the evening dining on sushi, chatting, enjoying a beer, and talking. Yes, most of our conversation revolved around Anna. But we found some time to talk about the things we used to chat about, too.
In the end, however, we agreed... Talking about Anna is a whole lot more fun.
Just look at the adorable, cute squishy-ness that is Anna.