It seems like just a couple days ago that I could hang with the best of them. I could go to work, go home, take an hour nap, get dressed and party the night away until about 5 in the morning, go home, take a 2 hour nap, get ready for work and go about my day…with some help from a cup of coffee or two.
Now hanging for me is being able to stay up past 1130pm to watch the tv show I dvr’d because I was too tired to watch it the night before. Twice this month I’ve tried my hand at this thing the young people call “hanging out” and both times I’ve let myself down tremendously. Yawning continuously by 11pm. Nodding off by midnight. How rude! Yes I’m a new mommy (can I still call myself that?) and I spend the majority of my day running after an infant who can run better than she can walk all while yelling no, stop, don’t, uh uh (sounds like the Jetsons song). And yes I try to go to bed by 1030-11pm so that I can get my beauty rest and fill up my energy tank. (OMG who have I become (scary face, scary face)). But I would also like to think that I’m somewhat of a spring chicken (okay maybe not spring more like fall) and need to be able to stay up long enough to have a great girl’s night out and let my hair down so to speak (in a moment of bravery I cut a good chunk of my damned hair off and man do I miss it!). Who do I have to talk to to make this happen like ASAP.
I figured that with some practice I’d be okay and if not back to my old self at least able to “hang” til 2 or 3. But then I was reminded that my birthday is fast approaching (fast approaching as in 2 days!!!) and since I’m hoping to have a reason to put on some pretty shoes, you know a nice adult’s night out, this poses somewhat of a problem for me. I don’t want to be sleep or dozing off before the night begins. I definitely don’t want to be in my jammies too deep in sleep to miss my 12am Happy Birthday phone calls and texts from my mom and dad. I need some quick fixes and I need them now. Maybe I should stock up on 5 hour shots.
I need to shake this case of the mommies sooner than later and prove to myself that I’ve still got it! Because clearly I’m not getting any younger. Somehow. Someway. Afterhour fun will be had by me!
No worries…I got this!