A Social Life For Mommy

May 1, 2010 at 00:49 4 comments

This weekend I have plans; real honest to god social plans that will involve having adult conversations with grown up human beings about things other than boobs and poop and teeth and sleep. Well… We may talk about some of those things I guess, but none of them need pertain to me or my immediate family.



While musing about these adult conversations and going as far as to practice a few in my head to make sure I hadn’t forgotten how to have one, I also started thinking about the social life of moms.

Being a new mom is a really awkward time socially. Your old friends seam distant and weird because of the vastly different lives they are living. I am often very surprised to remember that that was my life not too long ago, it seams like ages, and I suppose it’s technically a lifetime ago.

You may seek out new friends in support groups and play dates, but if you’re anything like me you find making new friends and playing nice with others excruciatingly tedious and irritating. If you’re not like me this avenue may be successful for you, but hanging out with only other moms usually results in the kind of comparing and competing that will only serve to drive you completely insane.

On the off chance that you do make or have a close friend with children around the same age as your own you soon realize that coordinating your schedules and wrangling your kids to meet up is actually a super huge pain in the ass. Of coarse you COULD pick up the phone and invite them over, but there’s a So You Think You Can Dance Canada marathon on, and you really couldn’t be bothered to put on your real clothes and entertain guests.

So as you can see, it’s quite easy to fall into a routine that involves little to no contact with the world outside your living room.

Some of the breastfeeding nay-Sayers I know site a social life (or lack there of) as a reason to opt for the bottle over breastfeeding. To them I say: On what world do you think a bottle is going to make ANY difference in the amount of time you spend out of the house or away from your baby?

You’re still going to be too tired to stay out past 8 or 9 (probably more so with all the extra work involved with formula feeding).

You will probably still have nothing to talk about other than your baby, (or maybe the SYTYCDC marathon, but I am not the type to admit that I am into that kind of thing.) when your friends get bored of hearing about your little bundle of joy you will feel just as awkward and out of place. Because it’s like word vomit, you would love to talk about something else, but every time you open your mouth your baby’s name falls out.

Bottle for not, your partner is still probably going to call you every hour to ask stupid questions, or to tell you that the baby’s crying… ‘But you don’t have to come home! I just thought you should know.’

Not having any real social life is not a product of ‘being tied to my baby’ through breastfeeding. It has more to do with the natural social shift that takes place when you have children.

Every so often a birthday or other event comes along with enough notice that I can schedule a babysitter. Other times BBQ’s or other get-togethers are early enough and in an environment that I can simply take my nursling with me. These times can be few and far between, but they are enough for me. I get quality time out, if not quantity, and I am happier and more appreciative for it.

Seriously though, I am terrified of those adult conversations! What to people without kids talk about these days? Certainly breastfeeding stats and the results of the latest attachment parenting studies I’ve read will have no use to me this Saturday night. What am I to do?

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  • 1. lulusparrow  |  May 1, 2010 at 03:33

    It’s so true about finding time to socialize. None of my good friends have children. I’m 24 and have two. Everytime they invite me somewhere they asked if someone could watch the kids and so I told them if you don’t want me to bring my kids don’t invite me! And guess what they don’t call me anymore!! But, whatever and as far as topics of conversation I’m screwed because I can’t go twenty minutes without talking about my boobs even BEFORE I had children hang in there if I wasn’t across the country from you I’d invite u over for a pj party!!! Cause ur freakin’ awesome:)

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  • 2. dk  |  May 3, 2010 at 11:00

    Heh heh heh – really? I doubt my friend that you will ever run out of topics of conversation. You are full of stories and actually use your brain on a regular basis so there is always something rattling around in there to share. Sat was great and Olly is absolutely hilarious. What a great twosome you make!

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  • 3. Melodie  |  May 3, 2010 at 12:07

    Sometimes I don’t say anything. I just nod and smile. Other times when I’m feeling chatty and not totally like a misfit because I’m the only one with kids, I reminisce. It’s what I tend to do best next to parenting so if we have a history you can bet all I want to talk about it that time we did such and such.

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  • 4. Hi, I'm Natalie.  |  May 3, 2010 at 19:15

    Take a class! After 10 months of being almost-tethered to my daughter, I got out of the house for two Saturdays to take a photography class. And I got to hang out with other adults while the class material determined conversation topics! It was awesome – I got to use my non-mommy brain without trying too hard!

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