Friday, June 29, 2012

I haven’t blogged in a while.  I’ve been feeling a little funktastic the last few weeks.  Sorry. For. Myself.  Please don’t tell my Dad.
Let me be clear, I have a wonderful life.  But, if Sugarland was working on a new song geared toward middle-class stay at home mom types who sometimes get overwhelmed I think I would inspire them.  My computer crashed. The people who help me with the house didn’t show up when they said they would. I tried the Re-boot juice cleanse and couldn’t stick with it. My children refuse to nap. Sometimes I feel a little lonely.
So, when a Mom struck up a convo at the playground with me last week I got super excited.  Because I really want friends.  Really, really, really want friends.

Mom: I’ve seen you at The Discovery Center.

Me:  Yes, we are hard to miss.

Mom: I went to Zumba for two hours today.

Me:  Wow, that’s awesome.  I don’t think I’m coordinated enough for Zumba.

Mom:  You have to get the legs down and then add your arms.

Me: Oh.  Ok.  Good advice.

Mom: See my little girl on the bike?  I just taught her to ride it this morning. 

Me:  Wow.  She’s amazing.

Mom:  Yes, she is.  Do your girls go to school?

Me:  Not yet.  They are starting First Pres in the fall.

Mom: My daughter went to Magical Fantastic (pseudo-name) Preschool.  My son is starting in the fall too.  My daughter goes to Wonderful Amazing (another pseudo-name) Magnet School.  Your girls won’t get into a Magnet school unless you prep them. 

and…SCENE!

The Mompetition begins.  I’m stealing the phrase from one of my favorite blogs.
http://www.themompetition.com/

Mompetition = we can not be friends. 

I saw a baby die in the NICU.  At that moment I promised myself I would just love my babies and cherish every minute with them.  And also try to get them into a Magnet School, but I digress. 

I’m just looking for a friend, a true and kindred friend.  Someone who tells me it’s totally normal when The Trifecta eats sand or licks the picnic table at the park.  Someone who won’t judge me when one of my girls has a full-blown temper tantrum during story hour at the library.  Someone who wants support and encouragement from me and agrees not to judge my mistakes if I won’t judge hers.

Okay.  That’s all.

4 comments:

  1. Chin up, Amy. You know why she started talking to you? Because she doesn't have any friends either (wonder why???) I know time will bring some great moms your way :)

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  2. Oh Amy. I wish I could come hug your neck. And kick that lady in the teeth. Life is too short for mompetitions. I have no doubt you will find some kindred spirits in time, and I also know exactly how hard and lonely life is without them (see, my life before I joined the JL in Chattanooga, one whole year without friends). Love to the Jackson Five.

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  3. It never ends. I've actually seen a mom tell another mom that she is basically sentencing her child to death if she sends him to public high school. Wow. Keep doing what you know is right for those girls. Friends will come.

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  4. That lady missed out on the chance of having a wonderful friend. I wish we were still neighbors...oh the fun we would have with our little ones! Love you! Tessa :)

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