As we ate our ridiculously expensive meal (with a little help from Groupon) last night, I wondered if this would be the type of experience sacrificed when our family begins to grow. Flowers waiting on me when I got home from work, dressing up, pricey dinners, glasses of wine that cost as much as an entire bottle at Publix, delicious dinner, intelligent conversation, strawberry creme brulee... and for no other reason except that we wanted a date night that didn't include a free trip to Barnes and Noble.
It's no question that I have always wanted to have kids - and lots of them, for that matter. But I have also always wanted to travel, to sample fine cuisine, to see art and plays and history, to enjoy some of the finer things in life. Not that I am some stuffy frou-frou kind of person (obviously not!), but I enjoy those things. I also love Chik-fil-A and board games. I want a little of both worlds: down-home and up-town. But I can't help but think times like last night will be few and far between once little Ball #1 comes along.
I'm sure that once a baby is placed in my arms, I won't care too much about what I want. I'm sure the sacrifices will come easily. I just can't imagine it now.