Only when it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

I'm currently in bed, laptop on lap, drinking red wine (from Chile) and eating divine dark chocolate. My husband is at work, my baby has been soundly sleeping since 7pm. I feel like I'm cheating on someone, I feel like I'm 22 and just finished a shift of waitressing. Those days when I would lay in bed and drink wine, eat chocolate and watch Sex and the City, because I had just waited tables for 10 hours and... because I was 22, and didn't have a baby, or a husband, or any responsibilities. This moment is one of those moments I would dream (and cry about) 5 months ago. Only 5 short months ago when my screaming newborn would be up all hours of the night and day, when I would long for 2 consecutive hours of sleep much less an entire evening to myself eating chocolate and blogging!! Ha! I thought those days were long gone. It's true what all those seasoned moms say, it DOES get better. Wow, those first three months though, I really thought I would never dig my way out...