You know how it starts – an invite for a night out, perhaps the first one since you have had children.
A chance to slip out of your baby sick-covered comfy jeans and hoody into something more fashionable and let your hair down.
Okay, so it has only taken three sips to make you feel tipsy but you are raring to go and want to be out until the AM.
A few drinks down and – wow – you are owning the dance floor, you are invincible and STILL the life and soul of the party.
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