The NICU life and the stress of the bottle feeding process started to take it’s toll on us. Our tempers were getting a bit shorter and tears were coming a bit more freely.
For a while we’d talked about going out to dinner and finally seeing Inside Out. We thought it was time to do that.
Early Saturday afternoon we packed up our laundry and headed out. We stopped off for a little baby gear shopping and a quick lunch. We arrived home and I got to finally see the awesome job our friends had done to help us get the house ready for Kinley. Mom fired up the first load of laundry and then we both essentially collapsed. We were exhausted.
Date night would just have to wait.