While Captain and I walked around Charleston on our "babymoon", I kept meeting the eyes of other pregnant women. We'd nod to each other in an almost "we've got this! ...right?" acknowledgement. But what I found myself really enjoying were the looks that I would get from moms surrounded by their kids. Yes, there were some looks of "you have no idea what you're in for" but most were a rousing, encouraging "welcome to the club!" nod and smile. I had just told Captain that I felt like I were being welcomed into the club when a mom with two kids in tow and one in a stroller walked past us and confirmed it by calling out "Welcome to the club!"
I was over the moon. There was a club and I was a part of it now.
The Mommy Club.
Today, I experienced one of my first non-family chapter meetings of The Mommy Club. A neighbor in our development recently had her first, a girl, in May. We had made our acquaintance while I was still pregnant but as she had a baby and I had swollen ankles our paths didn't cross much.
Last week she stopped by to see if I'd like to walk sometime and this morning we did. For over an hour, we found plenty to discuss as we made loop after loop around our complex. We walked at least two miles and touched on a variety of topics - most regarding babies, motherhood and diaper brands but we even touched lightly on religion, holidays and seasons.
A little known fact about me: I dislike small talk. It's draining to me, a closet introvert. But, somehow, talking with this other mom as we pushed our babies in our strollers around the circle of our little world, it didn't seem like small talk. We were comparing notes, sharing survival tips, gathering opinions and relating experiences.
As I left her at her door and pushed Wee Bud in her stroller the few houses down to my own door I couldn't help but smile. I am a member of The Mommy Club. This meeting is adjourned.
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