Our first date...post-baby

Last night John and I went out on our first date since Rudy has been born.  We went to dinner at Ross Isaac while my mom watched Rudy at our house.  I was so nervous leaving him because of his new routine of getting extra cranky around 6 or 7, and with dinner reservations at 7, I didn't want my mom to have to deal with it and I didn't like thinking of us being out while he was upset.  We left about 6:45 after I finished feeding him and we made it down the driveway with only a few tears by me.  Dinner was delicious and it was really nice to get out and spend some time with John without any distractions.  We got home about 8:30 and Rudy was happy as can be, wiggling around, laughing and talking.  I can't describe the feeling when I see him after I've been away.  Mom said he did great.  He cried about 7:45, but not a melt down.  He was just hungry...of course.  He drank a bottle and then didn't eat again until 1:00 am (even more reason why I think I'm not giving him enough...but not thinking about it for a week, so moving on...).  We missed one of Rudy's "firsts."  But it was one we did not feel bad missing!  Rudy had his first blow out.  That's right.  Massive poop, up the back, all over his clothes, blow out.  It's a shame we weren't there for it :)