One day when my daughter was about five months old, I was feeling a little antsy. I had to get out of my apartment and DO SOMETHING. Something other than change a diaper or feed a baby. ANYTHING. So when my friends did the weekly “Hey we’re going out to the bars – want to come?” call, I surprised myself and said, “Yes” for once. I threw on my cutest outfit that fit (at that point a T-shirt and … [Continue reading...]