Our weekends are 100 percent about Theo, no question. That’s pretty much why I’m perpetually 4 months overdue for a haircut and my toenail polish is an embarrassment. And why I have two unused massage gift certificates. The weekends are family time. Sure I sometimes have brunch with the girls and Nate and I get a sitter to head out at night, but for the most part, it’s all about Theo. And we like it that way. And so does Theo. He’s often so excited to have both of us all day that he simply cannot nap. And when it’s time for bed, Nate and I get the biggest group hug you can imagine.

As a way to make the weekend a little more special lately, we’ve been doing early Sunday dinners together at a local Greek restaurant. Theo loves ordering his own hummus and telling the waitress that mama’s hungry. And Nate and I get to have a yummy meal before 9 pm. I really love it. Nate loves it so much he has started suggesting family brunches more often, too.

I think we're both feeling the clock ticking for quality just-the-three-of-us time. And quality let’s-eat-out time. I remember all too well how difficult it was to navigate restaurants with a wee baby. I’m hoping the bulk of that difficulty stemmed from our fear and inexperience and that we can soon have a highly enjoyable family-of-four meals out…especially that new baby coincides with eating-outside season and the fact that I can enjoy wine and Bloodies soon.