I don’t get to spend enough time with many of my mommy friends. I really don’t get to spend enough time with lots of my friends – but I specifically thought of my mommy friends today.
I was watching a birth slideshow of a friend who’s newest little one just turned 6 months old, and just cried and smiled and remembered. And it’s funny, because she and I don’t get to spend that much time together, and we’ve only known each other a year or so… but I have such empathy and a feeling of closeness to her. I think it’s part of being in a similar place in life. (Well that and she was once at my house trying to help me shove my boobs in my two week old’s mouth.)
It is unique to learn more about each of you every so often, in between stopping the babies from hugging too tightly, or eating unknown foods off the floor.
It is amazing to be in the presence of other women who also so deeply love their babies that we can just sit and talk in semi-broken conversation about really deep or really shallow events in life and “get it”. No one is offended if we don’t finish a topic, or if I jump up and run away right in the middle. Or if we just stared at each other dazed for a few moments, to tired to even get out a few polite syllables.
So when we get a few minutes once every month or so for a phone call, or we run into each other at a baby shower, or catch each other in passing, know that I cherish that. I cherish particularly those friendships that are coming from the unspoken common place that is mommyhood.