"Drive in Disaster"

Our attempted date night 

It has been a while, since I have written. In fact it has been a couple of years. So much has happened to our families since then. We now have a 3 month old baby girl, named Zahra( pronounced Zara, just with a silent H), whom we call Z. She is our whole world and we are so madly in love with her. As well said by Winnie the Pooh "Sometimes the smallest things takes up the most room in our heart" rings very true in our home. I went back to school to  get my teaching degree in Health education  in edition to my BS in Exercise and wellness. My husband is an Academy Director at an art school and plays in his original band, The Strike. They are phenomenal, and this is not because I am biased, it really is great music and family friendly entertainment. Check them out @Wearethesrike.com, or on their Facebook page Wearethestrike. Ok enough babbling...thats our little family thus far. 

The Drive-In

Brady and I are both on spring break this week, and have been doing the very best to take advantage of every minute of this family time. Monday we went to the Living Aquarium 25 minutes from our home. It was so much fun for all three of us to be together. Z slept pretty much the whole tour, and woke up for the last 10 minute for our family adventure.  My sweet husband planned to take me to a drive in movie later that night, since I have never been to one and always wanted to go. We couldn't find a sitter for Z, so we brought her along. I packed the car with every essential that we may ever need ( it looked like we were going camping in our SUV). I was loving it, and getting so excited. We got pizza, sodas, movie candy, the whole works for our date night.  Z started getting antsy by the time we were in line waiting for our tickets.  I unbuckled her once we found our spot for the movie, and made the back of the car like a bed with blankets and pillows. We couldn't open the hatch to watch  since it was chili and Z was already starting to get a cold. We rearrange the car so we could watch through the front windshield. By that time Z was frantic, there was no position that could settle her down. She started to whine, then get mad and cry. Her crying would be on and off, as we attempted to serve her every need, and want.  I handed Brady the baby, so I could get the pizza and drinks before the movie started. Needless to say I dropped 3 slices of pizza on the car floor ( 30 second rule right ;) ), and the candy all while the baby was getting mad. 

Our movie Insurgent started, and we tuned our radio for this big event I have been wanting to do. Ten minutes into the movie Z was restless, we became the car that everyone else noticed. Though the windows were up, we kept opening the car doors often as we tried different methods to calm the baby.  You know how you think you'll never be that annoying person during an event that makes others mad-Well I became that mom. At that moment I didn't care what other people were thinking, I just wanted to calm my baby down so she felt safe and I could have a date with my man. I don't even know what 15 minutes of the movie was about, I was having my own battle. Our SUV looked liked a clown car, with us coming in and out and random movements inside the car, trying to entertain an upset infant. I didn't want to go home, but eventually we buckled the screaming infant and drove.  To make sure we well liked, we drove right in front of other cars to exit, shining our lights inside their cars and on their faces. I think we were "popular". Z finally calmed down on the drive home. By the end of night, Brady and I were tired and annoyed at each other. I wanted to sob like a baby myself, nothing went right.  We came home and watched Castle, a show we watch together. I ate the candy, and drown my sorrows in a fanta soda. My guilty pleasure since I have been so careful about sweets as I am trying to get myself back to my desirable weight. At that moment when you lay in bed and want to cry, you just have to stop caring about calorie count. How could this planned event turn into a disaster, I was so sure of myself.  I have to remember that when you have children, nothing can be really planned, or expect the worse and hope for the best. That was my problem, I expected the best and hoped for perfection...haha what a joke! 

Do you guys out there have first date mishaps, or stories about the first date you try to have involving kids when you couldn't find a baby sitter? I would love to hear it! Leave me a comment.