As I turn 35 this week, I find myself wondering if I miss the days of my youth or if I’m good where I am now. Ten years ago, I could stay in, go out, stay up way too late or veg-out and watch hours of television at the drop of a hat without a second thought. Today, I need to plan days in advanced to even get to the grocery store.

What I’ve realized, though, is I wouldn’t change the ease of being older and more confident for the world. Also, just because I’m now a mom to two kiddos I love more than anything doesn’t mean I can’t go out and have a good time with girlfriends or couples — it's just a little trickier.

We’re going out with friends for my birthday coming up, and basically this is how planning a night out goes at 35:

  • Invite friends out for dinner and get really excited!
  • Send 32 text messages trying to figure out a date and time.
  • Call your favorite babysitter to watch kids on said date, which is approximately a month from now.
  • Find out that the babysitter isn’t free.
  • Panic.
  • Call around to all your backups because there is no way you’re missing out on a night out.
  • Secure new babysitter.
  • On the big day, your sitter arrives and you go over 100 possible scenarios and what to do if any of them happens.
  • Get an Uber and finally leave the house.
  • Arrive at the restaurant and sit down to enjoy your dinner.
  • Receive 11 text messages in the first 20 minutes you are at dinner from your babysitter about questions that you went over right before you left.
  • Rejoice because it’s almost the kids bedtime so you shouldn’t get anymore questions.
  • Finish dinner and realize it’s only 7 p.m.
  • Decide to go to the bar because there is no way you’re going home before the kids are asleep.
  • It’s now 7:45 p.m. so you go to another bar.
  • You suddenly regret your choice of footwear and are wishing for your pajamas.
  • The night continues in a loop until you finally decide 11 p.m. is late enough to be out.
  • You Uber home and, upon arriving, pay the babysitter more than you spent on dinner and drinks for the entire night.
  • You go to bed feeling like $1,000,000.
  • You wake up feeling like $1.
  • You are tired and crabby, and your kids are up at 7 a.m. Don’t they know you were out late?
  • You finally recover three days later.
  • Thirty days later you forget how hard it is to go out and make plans to do it all over again!

While it isn’t as easy as it was 10 years ago, the feeling of seeing your friends and feeling like a person instead of a parent — even for just a few hours — is absolutely worth it!


Jaime Wyant is an Omaha native, wife to Bret and mother to Marin and Liam. She writes monthly for Read more from Jaime here.

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