It's strange to think about this weekend now that we are on Sunday night...it felt like a normal weekend. As in, a weekend in 2008. Pre-pregnancy, pre-Scotty, pre-everything that has happened to us in the past 11+ months. I cannot tell you how GREAT it feels to have a routine that involves both a baby and a normal life. It's like things are evening out and our newest member of the family is starting to be just that - a member of the family, not the center of the universe. (I mean, he is the center of OUR universe, but it's nice to take a break every now and then.)
And now that I have put that in print, I'm sure everything is going to spontaneously combust in 24.3 seconds...
Friday was Date Night. Brian and I went to one of our favorite steakhouses. We told the waiter that we wanted a 'luxuiously long dinner' and our server happily obliged. We spent almost three hours over appetizers, the main course, dessert, and (decaf, plain) coffee. My dietary restrictions were but a blimp on the map; if I talked to you on Friday afternoon, there is a good chance that I mentioned that I couldn't wait to eat something 'medium rare.' Gone were the days of having to eat overcooked meat - now I could actually honor the cut I was eating by having the chef not kill it all over again. (I know, I know - I made a terrible vegetarian. That lasted literally up until my first date with Brian when I randomly asked for a bite of his steak. It looked so much better than my crab cakes. And it was all downhill from there. During pregnancy, I craved hamburgers so much that had it been necessary, I would have slaughtered the cow myself.)
Okay, enough about food. Date night was awesome and it was fun to play 'real adult's for the night, not just 'weary new parents.' Saturday, I ran errands while Brian watche college football. We had friends over for dinner that night, ready to show off the baby but Scotty decided to sleep through their visit. Today, I had lunch with my former mentor/supervisor/good friend and Brian watched NFL football (are you seeing a trend with Brian's weekend activites?). My sister and I skyped this evening, so the cousins were able to say hi to each other but it was really more of a chance to coo over each other's babies.
in short, it was a weekend that was like any other, pre-baby, minus the last part.
I am SO happy to report, however, that it was a very, very different weekend for some people...and the best part of the weekend, for me, happened right before Brian and I left for dinner. We were giving last minute instructions to the baby-sitter when my cell phone rang. It was my friend Tiffany. I had an inkling regarding what she wanted to talk about, since Brian had told me earlier in the day. It was impossible to not call her right at that very moment, but I was so unbelievably touched that she called me on such a big night...long story short, her boyfriend had just proposed! And she was calling to share the good news.
You might be asking how Brian knew..well, Adam, former-boyfriend-turned-fiance, is one of Brian's best friends from law school. He stood up in our wedding. I've literally known him since Brian's and my first date (the very same one I asked for a bite of Brian's steak.) What was Adam doing on our first date? Well, without getting into a very lengthy story, just know that Brian had planned to take me to dinner prior to his friends coming to town (it was Superbowl weekend). After I screwed up the timing of the whole operation by accidentally disconneting my phone, after dinner, Brian ended up asking me if I wanted to go to the airport to pick up his friends and then come out with them. I accepted. That was February 1, 2002.
I also remember when Adam came to town in August 2005 with his new girlfriend. All Brian told me was that she was 'strongly Republican.' Um, no need to say more. With my bleeding heart liberal tendencies, I doubted she and I would have anything in common. She and I met later that year when Brian and I went to Southern California for the weekend, and the first thing I told her was that I was a card-carrying Democrat. (I like to put things on the table right away.) Her response? "I'm sorry." That cracked me up. I was still wary, but she seemed cool.
In the years since, Adam and Tiffany have come to Vegas many times, while Brian and I havent' been quite as great about coming to SoCal. With each visit, we continued to get closer. I couldn't believe this person, who had such radically different ideas than I did, was so fun to talk to. And every time we hung out, I learned something. I know that sounds cheesy, but while she and I never compromised on our belief systems, I never felt belittled, talked down to, or even put-out. There were never any arguments re: our values, but really open, honest communication. Tiffany is probably one of the best communicators I've ever met, which is saying a lot for a former therapist.
And not surprisingly, our visits became more Tiffany and I hanging out, while Brian and Adam went off and did boy-stuff. Aside from political and religious topics, we've talked A LOT about engagements, weddings, babies, pregnancy, and of course, mothers and mothers-in-law. And I have to say, when she called to tell me Adam had proposed and she had accepted, I cried while standing in our kitchen. She is a lovely person with a great heart and she and Adam make an amazing couple. I am SO happy for them and wish them the best. And thank you, Adam, for dating (and now marrying) such an awesome person! We will definitely come out to SoCal more often. :-)