Some people will tell you that they don't remember what life was like before they had a baby, I'm not one of those people. I remember exactly what my life was like before I had Isabella and if I could go back in time I'd smack myself for taking it for granted.
I remember what it was like to wake up on a Saturday morning and ease into my day...no cryng/fussing/babbling baby waking me up at the ass crack of dawn. The whole day was splayed before me. Maybe I would clean, maybe I would go and lounge by the pool, maybe I'd call up my girlfriends and see if they wanted to get together for dinner, maybe I would spend the day in my pj's luxuriously drinking coffee and watching The Real Housewives of the OC marathon. I could do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted.
I remember what it was like to pick out an outfit for myself and have it fit perfectly. No flabby skin, no worries about it getting spit up on, no worries about money to buy a new one if I didn't like it.
I remember what it was like to get a phone call from one of my friends on a Friday night asking me if I wanted to go out for drinks on Saturday and I would say sure. I didn't need 3 days notice. Sometimes I would come home from work tired and lazy and Andy would say, "Hey you wanna just go out to eat, maybe go see a movie?" I remember when dinner and a movie was no big deal, now it's like a giant date night.
I remember what it was like to leave the house in under five minutes. Just grab my purse and go, there was no carefully calculating the best exit strategy based on naps. There was no giant diaper bags to lug around, no provisions that needed to be planned for hours in advance.
I would never want to go back to a world where Isabella doesn't exist because she's my world now, but I'd be lying to your face if I told you that I didn't miss it sometimes.