Not 21 Anymore

Last night we went out. After get­ting a sit­ter Hubby & I set out for a wild night on the town. Or at least a night that involved adult con­ver­sa­tion about some­thing other than the last time one of our kids pooped.

We don’t get out alone very often & usu­ally I’m preg­nant when we do. Last night was our first night out with­out a child in tow since D-man was born. And this morn­ing I awoke with the star­tling rev­e­la­tion that I am not 21 any­more. I am not even in the 20s any­more. Instead that ship has sailed.

We went out with other kinder­garten par­ents. Yes, that’s right we par­tied it up with other kinder­garten par­ents. We stayed out all night or at least until 11:30pm when our sit­ters turn into pump­kins & we real­ized that in the morn­ing we’ll have kids wak­ing us up at 6:30am want­ing to eat or some­thing. What do they think we are, par­ents? Oh yah, I for­got we are.

Gone are the days of stay­ing out all night, talk­ing about whose dat­ing who, & get­ting carded. No more do we go to bars & clubs to be seen, no hit­ting shows with loud music that causes the room to shake. These days we are asleep before 11, we talk about whose got more grey hair, & peo­ple only ask for our ids because it’s the law not because we look young. We go out to places where we can actu­ally talk to each other & we still com­plain about how loud the back­ground music is. I’m not sure when it hap­pened, but some­where down the line we became our parents.

And so this morn­ing I peeked one eye open as I heard D-man start­ing to fuss, the other kids charg­ing upstairs to our room, & I won­dered “When did I get so old?” I was still tired, had a back­ache, & a slight headache. I also won­dered “When my chil­dren got SO loud?” Oh, man were they loud this morning.