There comes a time in every mother’s life (maybe 1 month after their baby is born, maybe a year) when she sheds her stained yoga pants, puts on some eyeliner, and gets out of the house for something other than work. This will be an evening she will look forward to for weeks before it actually happens and, simultaneously, she will dread it for weeks before it actually happens. Leaving your baby for the first time is tough, people, even if you desperately want to. As such, there are texts every mom sends her babysitter her first night out, because the only way to get through it is to simply "lean in."
There’s a lot that factors to take into account when weighing the excitement and nervousness of a new mom's first night out. (There should be an adorable scrap book for “Mommy’s First Night Out,” sold right alongside baby books, no?) On the excitement end, to quote Rafiki from The Lion King, “It is time!” If you were pregnant, you spent 40 or more weeks sans the ability to party, and that's to say nothing of the various physical maladies you may or may not have suffered that, well, made going to bed at 8:30 far preferable to a fun night out. Add to that the weeks, months, or years you have spent in service of a shrieking dictator who really doesn’t care (at all) about your emotional of physical wellbeing and, well, mama needs to bust out of there yesterday.
On the other hand, this is a tiny, beloved being that you have dedicated the rest of your life to protecting, who was quite possibly living inside of you up until recently. So, the idea of handing them off to someone else when you don’t strictly-speaking “have to” (even though you so, so have to), no matter how trustworthy or kind the other person is, can be upsetting. Thankfully, this is the 21st century, folks, and we have ways of dealing with that anxiety. Ways, for example, like texting your incredibly kind babysitter the following things: