The other night I had a pang of missing life pre-baby. Mostly what I was missing was my giving my husband my undivided attention and vice versa (and a little bit going out to dinner on a more casual basis). Tonight my husband's off on a man date seeing a friend's show (it's my turn Wednesday) and I'm feeling some nostalgia for my single days.

It was great to be single and I'll be really happy when my husband comes home tonight. It was great to be just a couple but I'm looking forward to seeing my little guy when he wakes up in the morning.