Real Talk | Making Mom Friends
Trying to make mom friends is sometimes like sitting next to a stranger on a plane. You chat because they have a friendly face, you have something incredibly basic in common, they aren't a serial killer (probably) and you're in close proximity for a length of time. By the time you land, you've had 2-6 tiny white wines and you know all about their aunt Charlotte's 60th birthday party in Cleveland and the drama with Cousin Jason. By the time you get to the baggage carousel, you realize, you don't even know their name or how to get in touch with them to see how the story ends.
That.
Except for moms, its at the playground, pushing your kid on the swing. Especially kids who can't talk yet. So you're having your own conversation to them (like a totally normal person) and there is another mom beside you, doing the same thing. You end up talking to each other because its nice to have someone actually engage you in a conversation. By the time the first babe decides its time to go, you know all about their sleep training woes, the type of bottle they found works best, and how many times a week they really use soap in the bathtub.
Why don't we introduce ourselves before having full blown conversations? Has "Is he sleeping through the night?" overshadowed the "Hi, I'm Britt, a Gemini, and I like wine." I get it, moms are strapped for time, but are we so busy that we don't have time for such pleasantries? I sometimes wish I had business cards to hand out at the playground, but instead of my employer's information, it was the name of my child (and my own), my cell phone number and my social media information. Would that be weird?
My goal for the next month is to introduce myself and make friends I can call, not just hope I can bump into by the swings when the stars align and Mercury is in retrograde. After all, I used your sleep training tips and want to thank you!
