After about three years of hibernation, I’ve decided to slowly venture out and become social again. That’s a huge step for me . . . every parent will understand how big of an accomplishment this truly is.
Each of the last three years has included me being pregnant, surviving with a newborn, or being pregnant. In each of these years, I remember finding myself conflicted about whether or not I was doing my very best to ensure that I maintain my relationships with my friends and family along the way. I’ll be honest, there have been waves of guilt that flood over my head from me clicking ignore on the phone. From getting ready to get out the door, working, cooking, cleaning, laundry, keeping two kids out of harms way while cooking, a crazy husband - I was mentally drained by the time I had time to talk to anyone on a week night!
The person that I talked to the most besides my husband was, you guessed it, my own momma. And that was normally to vent or get advice.
Now that the kids are a little older, I don’t feel as guilty leaving the husband with both of the kids (even though he never felt guilty when they were younger to go duck hunting, but that’s a different story). I wanted to get back to the “me” I knew. I knew that I wouldn’t be the old “me”, but I needed to get that “I have friends” vibe back. You momma’s know what I mean.
I slowly started venturing out last year, when one of my lovely neighbors came to my house, brought over cookies, and invited me to the neighborhood “Book Club”. I went to my first one and have been going ever since. In this day and age, who can truly say they know 80% of their neighbors down the street? (Imagine me raising my hand.) It feels pretty good to know that I’ve got amazing neighbors watching out for our family. Ryan asked, “What exactly do you guys do at book club? Do you read to each other?” Sigh. Doesn't he know "Book Club" isn't really about the books?
A few months back, I decided on taking another outing. This time, I went out with my closest girlfriends and we got dolled up at a hair bar called Parlor KC and took a night on the town! As I looked around the scene, I soon realized that I’m kind of at an awkward age where I feel like I don’t fit in. Could I have possibly lost my cool factor? The fact that I said cool factor probably means that I didn’t have any to begin with.
A few weeks later, we met up again to celebrate Kara's engagement!!!
Now that I feel like I've become more social, I decided to venture out yet again. I’ve become close friends with some of Ryan’s high school friends, and we decided to start another “Book Club”. With this group of girls, this is where I learned how much I LOVE a pickle (topped with mayo) wrapped around roast beef with a glass of white wine (thanks to a 38 week pregnant lady). I’m hosting the next one in a few weeks . . . don’t know how this is going to work with toddlers around, but I digress. I also feel like I need to find some weird recipe that doesn't sound remotely good, that actually tastes good so that I can one up the pickle/mayo/roast beef concoction.
Most recently, I found a group of ladies who share mutual "entreprenuership" spirit with careers as a working mom, wedding photographer, family photographer, author, social blogging fashionista, and baking/sewing blogger all of whom want to try new things. Our first outing was over Christmas where the Land of Nod was sponsoring an event at Amphersand Studio.
Our second event was a pretty tame one at a wine bar.
Our latest outing involved painting while drinking wine at Pinot's Palette in Leawood. It was so much fun!!! I strayed a little from the art teacher, but I think it turned out well (it looks better from far away):
We're planning on acrobats next go 'round, and possibly squeeze in a murder mystery! How exciting is that??!
In this new year, my hope is to continue to maintain these friendships I have fostered with these amazing people while also striking a balance with my family.
How do you mom’s find time to hang out with your friends? And do you ever feel guilty clicking the ignore button? And do you ever find yourself forgetting to respond to text messages until two weeks later?