Sitting in the Balcony

Friday evening, our dear friend, Natalie, came over to hang out with Malcolm while Tony and I went to see the Pixies show. We discovered that he will go to bed for other people (yay!) When I purchased the tickets oh-so-many-months ago, we decided to buy assigned balcony seats instead of general admission on the floor because, well, I was meant to be 7.5 months pregnant right now. Not only was the show a reminder of my high school and college days, but it was also a reminder that I am no longer pregnant. It was an awesome show, but there was a sadness to the evening.