So my friends and I decided to get a room in AC and go out for a night on the town. We called it our “Bad Moms Night Out”. Oh how times have changed. When I first arrived at the hotel, I immediately face-timed by baby (yes he is that advanced and knows how to work the phone lol). My husband then yelled at me and said he had everything under control and not to worry. I still texted more than I should have. Now it was time to get ready. What I noticed about myself when I was getting ready is that I really don’t care what the end product looks like. Ok, I do a bit. I want to look pretty but I don’t care as much because I have no one to impress. My husband wasn’t with me and I’m not trying to find a guy or look better than the girls around me because I’m a 31 year old mom. It is what it is.The stress of those worries have disappeared and it’s wonderful. Now I cannot speak for the other 3 girls I was with, but I’m pretty sure they probably feel the same way. We all ended up looking great but that’s because I think we all just have this little bit of confidence now knowing we really don’t have to dress to impress. I wish I could go back and tell my 20 something year old self not to try so hard. Wait, who am I kidding? I never tried hard. But I did dress to make sure I looked better than the girl standing next to me…but in reality I was always different than most of the girls standing next to me. I never wore revealing outfits. Just not my style. Pre-gaming in the hotel room was way different too. We had one drink and it was wine/sangria. The soul purpose of this was to save money for when we went out. So as we ventured out we decided that going to the club was not going to happen. It didn’t open til 11:30! Yeh, nope. Not paying a cover to stay for an hour or so. I’m usually in bed every night by 9 and on the weekends by 10. After dinner we decided to take a cab to a club that was already opened that featured a 90’s night. If I’m going to end up going to a club, having them play 90’s music all night was more my style. When we arrived the club was closed. We popped in a lounge/bar and people watched. I watched women older than us getting their cougar on. Are we going to be like that in 10 years? I sure hope not. The band was great, they played mainly music from the early 2000’s. Once it turned midnight, I felt like we all were Cinderella and needed to go to bed. We went back to the room and passed out. The best part is….I was up at 5:30/6 on the dot. Wide awake, ready to pump! I was also on the road by 7:30 because I wanted to get home to my baby. Times have changed, but my life is the best it has ever been. Though I am looking forward to another bad mom’s night out in the future.