was i really that person?

so, i took luci to a party tonight. a birthday kegger, complete with fruit soaked in vodka. ok, let me explain.
our friend carrie, who trav grew up with and we absolutely love, lives a few blocks from us. she had a 33.5 birthday party, celebrating the fact she was halfway between 17 and 55. super cute idea. trav is at a class right now until around 11 and her party started at 7. i wanted to go at least make and appearance, have a beer, and drop a little gift off to her to say hi.
i strollered luci to her house in high heel sandals and a cute outfit (why i took the time to get ready i don't know) and arrived a little bit after 7. lu of course got bored after about 5 minutes in her stroller- to be expected- so i picked her up and held her. i forgot her carrier, which was stupid of me, but what can you do. after about 20 minutes, i politely said goodbye and left. i know i would not be missed!
you see, i was "that" person. i brought my child to a party. an adult party. how annoying am i? people probably thought i was "that" mom that couldn't part with my child or wouldn't get a babysitter. not the case at all. little did they know after one taste of that keg beer i felt like will ferrell in old school wanting more!
it's not that i couldn't have gotten a babysitter, but if i am going to pay for a sitter, i want trav to be with me so we can enjoy a full night out. (which we are doing on saturday) and it wasn't the fact that trav wasn't with me that made me leave feeling awkward. i can totally go to a party alone and be fine. especially with friendly people like those people at carrie's house. i just felt so out of place tonight as "that" woman with her kid. ahhhhhhhhh!