Date night!

It's date night!!

Ya know, that special date night!

The one where you text back and forth all day sharing excitement of going out. You actually take a shower, blow out your hair, add some curls, put on eye liner and lipstick. You pick out a favorite dress that isn't nursing accessible and pair it with the necklace you found at target last week and sent pictures to your bf to justify your purchase.

The kind of date that you planned 4 weeks ago because its the only day both husbands would be home with the kids. It's the date when you remind your husband 32 times a day that you are planning to leave at 7:30.

It's that special date with your sweetest friend!

When you share uncontrollable laughter and try not to pee your pants (darn post baby bladders) You share stories of crazy kids and husbands. She shares her recent pins on Pinterest and you justify the over the top birthday ideas. You sip on drinks that are just for adults and enjoy dinner without cleaning food off little faces.

You leave dinner and jump into the car without spending 6 minutes buckling carseats and finding lost toys. You listen to the radio and talk too loud because its a habit when most conversations happen with screaming kids in the background. You find seats at a local bar and sip on beverages not realizing its past bedtime and you are usually rockin' those three day old yoga pants.

The bar closes and you both head out. Thankful for the brief hours together. Time away from the kids and reminders that you are more then a momma and a wife. You are a friend. A woman with a hidden clothing style. A gal who wears earrings and fancy sandals.

I enjoy date nights with my husband. Don't we all?! We can rekindle dreams and laugh about our kids. But I also truly enjoy date nights with my best friends. It's a time where we can just relax and build on a friendship outside of play dates, cold coffee, and refereeing the sharing of toys.

Thank you to all my sweet friends and your friendships that keep me a little less sane. You help calm my storm of craziness.