Oops, I did it again

Yeah, I took the baby to a bar again tonight. Totally on accident. My mom rating for the week has seriously nosedived.

This one wasn't really my fault, though.

I was meeting up with a friend who's at her parents on the opposite side of the state from me. She needs my maternity clothes, and she lives super far away, so we decided to meet up while she's at her parents' and sorta closer to me. The city where I used to work is sort of a good halfway point, and since my friend had been there before, she suggested meeting there. There's a place in town that has great pizza. I had never eaten at the restaurant, but we'd had the pizza delivered to work a few times. My friend was in the mood for pizza, so I suggested we meet at this place. I get there and walk in, and it immediately becomes painfully obvious that this place is a bar. Like a dingy dive bar. We stayed anyway (the pizza is so worth it).

At the time we got there, there was a family there with a kid who looked about eight, which made me feel slightly better. However, there was also a bachelorette party going on. That made me feel worse. As did the conversation I had with two guys at the bar while I was waiting to pay for our pizza. They were giving me shit for having my baby in a bar (which they only found out when I corrected one of them who said something about the baby shower going on...he thought the bachelorette party was a baby shower because I had my kid back there).

In the past week, my son has spent more time in bars than I did in at least the past year and a half. I'm so winning the mother of the year award this week.