I made my first Mommy friend in the neighborhood. I was walking Mariposa and we passed this woman and her stroller. I've been seeing her and the stroller around for as long as I've been taking Ivan out. He baby seemed the same age. So I finally stopped her and struck up a conversation. Turns out her daughter is a month younger than Ivan. They live up the street from us. She's Russian and works at the IMF. It was all too funny.
So Mariposa and I talked to them for over 1 hour. We agreed to do a play date.
I'm excited. It will be Mr. Meh's first playdate and my first Mommy friend.
While on one hand I've been so busy with work and life (ie Ivan, Andy and Mariposa) that I've barely been wanting to stay in touch with existing friends (in other words, I've really stopped caring for any pretense of social life for now. And I do sometimes fear that one day I'll find myself friendless because I've let all my friendships in the city wither away, but right now I'm content with my life as is. In other words, I've turned into a person I never understood -- the one who doesn't keep in touch)....
....I have been feeling that I need to become a bit more proactive in finding mommy friends in the neighborhoods. Why? Because everyone seems to have mommy friends and all kids eventually end up going to playdates....
I haven't really been missing this lack of mommy friends and playdates but I feel that unless I start making some new social contacts and circles that I'll start to feel its absence sooner or later.
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Midnight ramblings of a working mom of two kids.
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