Remembering...

You know those people who say they don't remember what their lives were like before their kids were born? Well, they're weird. I REMEMBER! And I have never forgotten. I remember running errands and not having to leave the store early because your kid is screaming and others giving you the evil eye because you obviously don't have control over your own kid - like the looks I USED to give. I remember not having to worry about what to do with the kid if you wanted to go out to eat with your husband. I remember sleeping in on Saturday mornings. I remember being able to sit down at the computer and not have someone pinching the fat on the underside of my arm to get my attention (which is happening as I type this). I remember going to the bathroom without someone knocking on the other side of the door. I remember being able to have a couple drinks with my husband at night and not worry about who would drive to the hospital in case of an emergency - nevermind, scratch that one - that's what ambulances are for. I remember when I was my husband's favorite girl. I remember when I was the only princess in the house. I remember...