I got a haircut this past weekend–all by myself. I haven’t done something for myself by myself in 16 months. Don’t get me wrong, I *adore* spending time with my son and we take him almost everywhere we go (yes, we have gotten sitters and had date nights, too). The last couple haircuts I had, he came with me because he was either small enough to sleep in his bucket seat near me or because I had a friend working at the salon who soaked up baby cuddles while I had my haircut. Moms need a couple hours to themselves sometimes (and I’m good with just a couple hours–I’m not ready to send him away overnight yet [and he wouldn’t deal with it well]!).