Prior to T’s arrival my husband and I would eat out every Sunday night. I’m not sure when it started, probably sometime after I moved to Long Beach, but it’s become a regular fixture over the past few years and something we look forward to.
When I was heavily pregnant, over one of our Sunday dinners, we discussed what we would do after baby’s arrival. We pretty much assumed our Sunday nights out would draw to a close. They did stop for the first few weeks after T was born but before I knew it we were back to our old ways, this time with a small baby in tow.
