Dinner Dilemma

I've decided to start playing softball, which is humourous as Im not the most co-ordinated, nor the most sporty person, but its a way for me to get some fresh air, see my friends and maybe get a little exercise every week. I've been looking forward to it for weeks, however last night, due to calgary's amazing weather, the very first night of softball was cancelled.



I was very bummed, and didnt really want to make dinner, so I thought it might be nice to go hang out with the in-laws-to-be. We decided to go out for dinner, and we end up going to a nicer place, which I was okay with. We surprisingly got over there really fast...



Just a little side note here, its funny how different it is to leave the house when you are a parent. Especially when you are a parent of a new baby. The list of things that you need to bring just to go out to dinner is so insane, you never think of those things when you are single. If I wanted to go out to dinner as a single man, a buddy could give me about 5 minutes notice and I could leave the house. Now, you have to change my son, re-pack the baby bag, ensure you have everything in the baby bag you will ever need, Get him dressed appropriately for the weather, strap him in his car seat, and then you have to get ready, and of course, my fiancee needs to get ready, so its really normally a HUGE ordeal, just to leave the house. I thought I would just mention this, as I am constantly floored about how its at least an hour, if not more, for us to leave the house no matter what we do. However, this time we actually got out of the house in like 20 minutes which has never happened and is amazing in itself.



So we are having dinner, and I am slowly realizing how hot it is getting in the restaurant. I am always hot, I have an internal heater that works overtime, so I ignore it alot of the time. And all of a sudden my son, does not want to eat, does not want anyone, and doesnt want to sit in his car seat, I just changed him, so I think, he's just really warm, and he starts to lose it. He is crying kinda quiet at first, and he is a quiet baby, so this is alot for him. And my fiancee is getting uncomfortable, we try taking him out of his sleeper and start fanning him, just to try to finish dinner. That doesnt work, he starts screaming, my fiancee makes the call that we are leaving, so I grab him, and take him to the front of the restaurant, in the little area between the outside doors, and the second set of doors. I feel its cool in there, without being freezing outside. He immediately stops crying, he was just hot, thats all that was wrong.



So we pack him up in that little area, and we go home. I find out later on that there were two women at another table apparantly giving us snotty looks getting all mad that our son was upset. Immediately I get my back up thinking, who the hell are you... then I think, omg, that was me. I used to get really mad when a baby was crying in a restaurant. I used to think, why the hell did those parents bring a baby to a restaurant, and interrupt my dinner. Especially at a nice restaurant, I didnt come here to have a meal listening to some baby cry all night. And why didnt they get a babysitter. And I would actually get angry, and be like "great, how long is that going to go on for". And maybe I am alone, but I have a feeling Im not.

So now as I continue on in my wide eyed parenting, seeing the world through a whole new light, everything is different, everything has changed. Its so amazing how you see your life flipped into a new dimentia of Life, into what is called Parenting.