I am a big brave girl. At just shy of 35 (why am I telling you that? Shhhh), I finally have struck up enough courage to try to make friends with complete strangers.
It actually was a New years resolution. I resolved to meet other Mum’s in the neighbourhood (even though I am crap at chatting people up), Mums that would ideally have kiddos Vince’s age thus creating a sort of impromptu playgroup.
But honestly, when does that happen in real life. I mean, clearly it happens in the movies enough for us regular Mum’s to think that it might happen to us? Of course it would! We are exactly like all those Mum’s, right? So why wouldn’t we?
But we don’t. For whatever million reasons there are.
And so, as Vince enters the age of 3, I am looking for lady friends. With benefits. Ie: you have children.
It is a whole tricky thing. It is like A) online dating, B) a blind date and C) perhaps total insanity.
So last weekend, as I was checking out a bunch of site:s I discovered, I learned, I gained knowledge. All of those groups are pretty darn private. You have to make a huge effort to show your interest in joining. You probably are going to have to answer a tons of questions about yourself.
And so I put it all out there. All of it. In a very restrained sort of way. No way do they need to know I am a book spazz, addicted to Project Runway and Top Chef and steal dirt from my father-in-law. (Ok, he surreptitiously gives it to me. Regardless). They probably also don’t want to know that I am blogging about this.
But guess what? After the several group rejects I got, plus the “We meet on Tuesday mornings at 10 am” illuminatons, what I ended up getting acceptted into is pretty nice.
So this afternoon, I met them for the first time. A bit scary. A real huge scary. And innocently enough, it ended up being just one person that I met. And somehow that seemed to be perfect.
So despite my so-called stress over this days events, somehow it worked out just right for us.
We have been accepted. Gosh that sounds dramatic and it is! It is wonderfully dramatic. And I met a new friend.
4 responses to “Mama drama”
Good for you! I have been thinking about doing this myself – feeling the need for some lady friends, get together with kidlets and then hopefully some girl evenings kid free – just to have some sort of a life again! I had an amazing mum’s group in Oz and miss them terribly (there was about 7 of us and all bubs varied in age by 1 month so it was awesome!) Here is an idea – move home and we will start a mum’s group. You have inspired me to try this – hard when you have work ect…. but I am going to scout it out. thanks for the courage xxoo
Courtney, please? Please move down here and we can form our own mom’s group. That would be so lovely 🙂
I have a 1 year old and a 2… they trash the house, and end up in amusing situations.. I have to break up little fights over bedrooms, and cookies.. they are jealous about me spending more time with the other, or who is currently snuggling with me. They do run on 4 legs.. and are a bit hairy..
Lol! Oh how I love ‘amusing situations’. My favorite 🙂 xoxo