On Thursdays I go to this moms group at my church. After years and years of wanting to be a mom – like since I was five, no joke – I have surprisingly found that I don’t fit in well at moms groups. I don’t know if they think I don’t fit in as much as on the inside I don’t feel like I fit in.
The first moms group I tried out we did crafts. There is nothing at all wrong with crafts. Sometimes I get in a crafty mood. But after being with my baby all day the last thing I want to do is crafts. Instead I want to go in, plop down, veg out and talk – to real, live adult women about real life things.
I’m not sure if this is a result of my longer-than-desired season of singleness, and now being an older mom, but my perspective is just a little different. It’s almost like I’m now a single woman trapped in a married woman’s body. Does that sound crazy?