We went to a wedding for the first time post-baby and here’s my comparison of weddings pre-baby and post.
Then: More wine - of course! Delicious…
Now: I should drink water between my two glasses of wine since I’m already feeling tipsy off one glass and don’t want to get wasted.
Then: Dance as long as the music plays - shoes off from dancing so much.
Now: Shoes off because they aren’t as comfy as the flip flops I’ve been living in for the past four months. I can only dance to one song because I have a plugged duct in my right boob and it hurts to move too fast.
Then: I love weddings and can’t wait to eat the food, meet other people, have fun and relax.
Now: Ok, I have to go to the car and pump which gets me back to the reception in time for dinner I hope and then wash the parts so I can go back again in a few hours and hopefully no one notices that I’m gone for half an hour every few hours.
Then: Go to the bathroom at the reception to re-apply lipstick or eyeliner.
Now: Go to bathroom to wash breast pump parts and have nearly every woman giving me odd looks as they approach the sink that is right beside me.
Then: We close down the wedding and stay until the very last song is played.
Now: Welp, looks to be 9:30 so that proves we are cool enough to stay out past 9 but really need to go pick up our baby girl from our friends’ house and go to sleep. Weddings are exhausting.