Yesterday I received a text message from one of my close friends…or at least we used to be close, before I had a baby. She wanted to know if I wanted to meet up for dinner later – say, 6:45/7 pm. I responded that my husband was working late that night so it was just me and Felicity. To which she responded, “doesn’t she have to eat too? or is that too late?” I looked over at the clock. It was almost 3 o’clock in the afternoon and my sweet little girl had been asleep since noon. I’d been writing a blog post for the Daily Mom (did I mention that...