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"A couple weeks ago a friend announced she was ready for her friends to meet her new boyfriend. (Squee!) When she picked a restaurant and got an 8:30 p.m. reservation, I said Rory, Emmett, and I would be there. At the time, it seemed like a fine idea; Rory and I never eat dinner before 8, and Emmett was being so good at the time. But around 7 last night, I started having second thoughts. We would need to take a taxi to and from the restaurant, and with rain in the forecast, I was worried we&amp;#039;d be stranded either going there or coming home. I also remembered the last time we went to the restaurant she chose, and that it was noisy and crowded and we had to wait for our table even though we had a reservation. Plus, Emmett&amp;#039;s new favorite thing is eating every two hours \u2026 It just all felt like too much. In the end I sucked it up and we went. It was all lovely\u2014except that I worried the other restaurant guests were judging me for having a five-week-old baby out until almost 11 p.m. That, and I feel like Rory and I were only about 60 percent &amp;quot;there.&amp;quot; We were both tired (soooo tired!) and we each had one eye (or two) on the baby the whole time. Should I have skipped the big night out? Asked Rory to stay home with the baby? Or is it fine to go on living my old life with a baby in tow? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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