The funny thing is that I feel like my friendships are actually better since becoming a mom. My sentences might be interrupted and I might be slightly forgetful, usually late, and always a bit scatter brained, but my goodness, I appreciate my friends.
Having kids humbles me like I never expected it would. It's the gal who keeps on inviting us back, even though my kids are way more interested in her kids' toys, than the activity that we came there for. The friend who brings out paint for my daughter to decorate her pumpkin with, although she knows it's going to be messy. It's the friend who makes my kids sandwiches for the road, or helps me carry my 100 things to the car....because whenever I go anywhere, leaving is like a stink'n Broadway production. And then there's my sister, the best friend in the entire universe. She's the one I text while nursing. She's help me get through everything from bugs flying up my nose, while I'm feeding in the dark, to full on melt-downs, when I'm feeling like I'm way over my head in life.
Friendship with kids is humbling, messy, embarrassing, noisy and chaotic isn't it? And yet, we so desperately need each other. Our kids need to see us connecting and having fun, being real, being encouraging and showing true acceptance.
Sometimes I wonder if Moms miss out on friendships because they're afraid of their kids embarrassing them or their house not being clean enough. I've been there and I'm still there, but I'm learning that it's better to put yourself out there and remember that we've all got our own issues. Maybe reach out to someone this week, even if it feels scary???
A few scenes from our weekend:
Selfies with my girlies while big brother was gone.