I’m amazed at how my absolutely busiest friends – the ones who have little bitty kids – are the ones who are always willing to help. When our second son was born a few months ago we had about 25 people bring us meals. All of them but one were friends who had little kids, just like us. How do these people find the time to do this? I guess because they’re in the trenches with us. They know what we’re going through. As one of my mom friends always says, “We are on this crazy train together.”
The longer I’m a mom (2+ years now) the more and more I realize just how much I need my mom friends. And I do mean, NEED. A few weeks ago I got really sick with mastitis and was knocked totally out of commission for two days. With a two year old and a two-month-old and no family nearby, we needed help – stat! All I had to do was mention to my mom friends on facebook that I was sick and offers to help came pouring in. Right away we had people offering to take our toddler for playdates and give us some respite. And, boy, did we need it!
I literally thank God every day for my community of mom friends. I can count about 20 women that I’ve met through BABS that I could call at any time of the day or night and ask for anything. And I could probably come up with 30 or 40 more that I would feel comfortable calling at a reasonable hour and asking for anything. My husband and I literally cannot imagine doing this parenting gig without these pillars of support.
Why do I love my mom friends? Let me count the ways.
They listen to me complain about my children and they listen to me ooze over my children – sometimes in the same breath.
They tell it to me straight. I remember when our older son was about a year old, I called a friend in tears late at night (well, it felt late, but it was probably 9pm because I was on mommy time) and she told me, “Look, you’re going crazy because you need to find some childcare. Call my kids’ school tomorrow and see if they have a spot.” And I did. And they did. And I got less crazy.
They’ve done stuff only other new parents would understand. Like bring us donor breastmilk at 8pm on a Saturday when it was our first day home from the hospital and we were crazy with worry for our son.
They’ve listened to my birth stories a hundred times and still pretend to be interested.
They’ve helped me manage one (and now two!) kids on playdates…at Wonderlab, the library, their homes, on hikes, in parking lots, all over the place. I always feel braver going someplace if I’m in a mama pack.
They’ve told me their hopes and dreams and fears and weaknesses. And they’ve heard mine. When you’re friends with people who’ve seen you change a poopy diaper on the floor, it gets real real fast.
This parenting stuff is real. It’s hard. It’s no picnic. And whether you’re new to the gig or you’ve done it for years, you need a community to support you. Where can you find it? I swear they’re not paying me to say this, but BABS is where it’s at.
If you’re pregnant, get those digits from a pregnant friend at yoga. One of my best mom friends and I met at yoga over two years ago, had dinner after yoga one night at the Olive Garden, and the rest is history! And if you’re a new mom, get yourself to a new moms group. Those women who know more about me than my own mom? Those are the women from my new moms group. Two years later and I still could go to them with ANYTHING. And if you don’t fit in those categories? Get yourself to playtime. You can always hit up baby or toddler playtime. Go week after week at the same time and you’ll start to know each other and each other’s stories. It doesn’t happen overnight, but it’s worth the time and effort to find those friends. Motherhood is a crazy ride – and it’s best taken with friends.
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What about you? What do you love about your mom friends? Where did you find them?















