Astrid finished up her first year of preschool. Going to school for five hours each week must’ve been exhausting for her. I know I got so much done each Tuesday and Thursday morning. Most the time I just ran exciting errands and each time I arrived anywhere I turned to the back of the van to see her…and she wasn’t there. Most of the time after my errand, I would also pull away from the curb and turn in a panic realizing that I forgot her in the store or something..because she is always there.
Except now on Tuesday and Thursday mornings from 9:00 to 11:30am. You would think I’d get used to that feeling by May, but no. I still am searching for her when she’s gone.
But don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed a few Starbucks mornings without her.
Neither of us made any friends this year. I told myself in September “Self, make an effort to make some mom friends. Go forth and have coffee and go shopping or have important business meetings with your new friends! Introduce yourself! Find common interests! Organize play-dates!”
I used to have a group of mom friends – some from ECFE from when Eloise was just six weeks old, some from her first entry into preschool, and some from her kindergarten year. But we all grew apart as kids entered different grade schools, many started work again, and life just got busy and little effort was made to stay in touch. I love living in the city – but will admit that a big downside is the crazy number of elementary schools that we have. Not one person on our block goes to the same school.
This was my do-over.
And I failed.
Oh I think I tried – I introduced myself those first few weeks, but nothing clicked. Most of these sweet moms were putting the oldest child in preschool – and had toddlers still holding their hands and many had new babies. Play-dates that were mentioned included moms and babies, and frankly my house is no longer baby-proof. I also hadn’t coordinated a non-drop-off play-date in nearly five years.
Maybe I was over it? Maybe that was my old life with Eloise and Esther. Maybe I just didn’t want to do that? Maybe I’m cheating my youngest, but she seems happy.
So I made nice and continued casual smalltalk through the school year and watched these women create friendships with each other. They both had three year olds and maybe two year olds or one year olds or babies. They were going through the same stages and ages and they found friendships.
I’m glad for them.
And hope Astrid doesn’t mind that she won’t go on a play-date until she’s old enough to be dropped off.
In the meantime, she has the best playmates in the history of all the world – two big sisters who thinks she’s the best thing ever to come into their lives. For Sure Friends Forever. And honestly since Astrid knows the lyrics to ’22′ by Taylor Swift but has no clue how to sing ‘Mary Has A Little Lamb’ (or was it ‘had’??) – perhaps hanging out with 10 year olds is probably best all around.
I just hope they let me play with them.
Do you have a hard time making mom-friends?