Those glasses happened on my last girls’ weekend…don’t judge. 😉
The blog below is so good. I can trace almost all of my mommy friends all back to the playgroup I started going to when I was on mat. leave with my first son. We all met there, and most of us were with our first babies. We were pregnant with our 2nd’s together, we laughed together, we learned together, and yes, of course we cried together.
You quickly learn who you are comfortable being yourself around and who you want your kids around. The friends who show up with a coffee and honestly don’t give a you know what what state your house (or your hair or wardrobe) is in. They get why you’re on the verge of tears and they can make you laugh. They understand what it’s like and there’s no judgement.
The blog below needs to be shared! And because I can…here’s a shout out to some of my awesome mom friends!
Being a mom is pretty awesome, not just because my young children run to me with outstretched arms and huge smiles, but because I've entered a sisterhood of women. Never in my life has it been so easy to connect with others. Lifelong friendships have started by standing at the bottom of a slide saying, "Cute kid.