“Come here often?” I said awkwardly to a complete stranger/other mom at the park.
No, seriously you guys, I literally said that. It was like some sort of desperate early 90’s pick up line.. and to no surprise to me.. the poor woman nervously smiled, nodded, scooped her child up, and headed to the furthest corner of the park from me.
Why is meeting mom friends so damn hard?
Why do I turn into the most awkward (and apparently creepy) version of myself when trying to interact with other moms?
Watching my toddler, who is admittedly far cooler than me, you would think making friends is a breeze! They meet, say hi, instant bestie. When did it get so complicated?
In this time of helicopter moms, tiger moms, bulldozer moms, nursing moms, formula moms, co-sleeping moms, cry it out moms, etc… it’s like navigating a mind field! We have made so many “categories” and labels for ourselves we don’t even know how to interact anymore. I don’t know if my vaccinated, formula fed, macaroni and cheese feeding mom-ness will be welcomed or judged.
I’m 2 1/2 years into this “dream job” and I’m beginning to wonder if I am developing strengths, or losing sight of reality. I have far and away more interaction with my children than anyone else on a daily basis – which I have chosen and overall love – but what happened to fun, not completely socially awkward Erin?
Maybe it’s this crazy season of life we’re in, or maybe it has something to do with loss of personal connection due to technology- whatever the case- if you see me at the park, and I say something super awkward, just know I’m just a mom looking for someone to talk to that doesn’t demand a sippy cup of milk, or their ass wiped.