On Friday night my family of five went out for dinner for the first time. Mommy (ME) was craving to get out of the house but also, more importantly, a HUGE margarita. We went to a nearby Mexican restaurant. All outdoors. A cute cantina in the hills. I showered beforehand and tried to look somewhat sexy even though I don't fit in any of my regular size clothes. I did the best with what I could and totally sucked SUCKED in my belly (well, at least I tried). I couldn't have been any happier when the largest strawberry margarita was placed in front of me. YUMMMMMMM. Cashlin and Ava tried their hardest to get their little paws on my drink. It was funny. But what was even funnier was the gigantic buzz I got off this one (very large) drink. Suddenly life seemed better. My family was adorable. Nothing my kids did bothered me. My husband was hilarious. Everything was making me laugh...until I felt a wetness spread across my chest. I looked down to see an ENORMOUS wet circle right smack on top of both my boobs. Okay, note to self: I need to buy nursing pads. Motherhood is funny.