My baby has made me socially disabled. For reals. I *used* to be able to make new friends easily. I've asked guys out before. I'm not what you might call shy. But, I have not been able to make new mommy friends. We took a couple baby classes ("Prepared Childbirth, my ass), but didn't "connect" with anyone. And by didn't "connect", I mean its possible I stuttered. Or just stared stupidly. Or smiled that awkward kinda smile usually reserved for first-grade school pictures. Run into an obviously new mom at the grocery store, with a similarly sized bundle o'squalling joy? Grimace/smile weakly and hurry past.
Sooo.. Tomorrow I am checking out a new mom's group at the local library. And I am NERVOUS. Mentally going through my closet, should I do my nails nervous. I'm still not sure why - is this a byproduct of chronic sleep deprivation? My less-than-daily showering schedule? The fact that none of my clothes really fit the same? Or is my baby, in a sneaky attempt to hoard my attention, secretly sabotaging my attempts? I have witnesses (ok, one witness) that my kid's OCA (Only Child Alert) is primed and ready for any sign of affection between his parents. (True Story: to figure out if our stirring child is going to settle back down, my husband will kiss me. 90% of the time (its possible I made up that number), the baby immediately starts to cry). So maybe he also has a SAMR (socially awkward mama ray) he bings at me when I meet other people? I guess we will see.. Wish me luck!
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