We all know I've been on the quest for mom friends. Remember this post? The one where I described some friendly "mom-e-tition" at Gymboree? Well, two months later, I'm excited to announce that I've finally found some mommy friends. And it feels fan-freaking-tastic. And no, I didn't find them at "my-baby-is-sleeping-better-than-your-baby-oree."
How did I do it? I ventured out of my comfort zone. My little ball of cozies right here in my house. I threw that ball by the wayside. I busted outta those comfies. Why? I suddenly realized that if I didn't continue to put myself out there, then there was no way on god's green earth that I was going to make any friends. I mean, isn't that what they teach you in Kindergarten or something? Mommy friends certainly weren't walking up my driveway banging down my front door to hang out with me, so I knew I had to keep truckin'.
It all started with storytime at the local library. Carter and I love storytime. No, really. We love it. So much that I want to marry it. We're talking that kind of luuuuurve. It's full of old school nursery rhymes and Wee-Sing songs. The "teacher" reads a variety of children's books each week and leads the class in interactive songs. There's also unstructured "free play" at the end of the class where babies and mommies get the chance to mingle. That's where I met my first mom-friend. Her name is B and her son, B is just one month older than Carter. We knew they would be the best of friends when, at the end of the first class, B reached out to Carter and gave him a big ol' squishy hug. Score 1 for mom-friends!
B lovingly took me in and added me to her mom's group email list and it's been rainbows and lollipops and botox ever since. Storytime meets every Tuesday for forty-five minutes and we're pretty much signed up to attend through February. Oh, and did I mention it's free? It's The Husband's favorite activity, too. Obviously.
Once we fell into our snazzy little Tuesday routine, I knew it was time to add another activity to the list. I researched high and low to find the perfect mom-friend venue. Gulp. I found it. In the form of some serious butt-kicking working-out-ness.
Mommies, if you're looking for a great workout and an even better bonding opportunity for both you and your baby, this is it. Luckily, I found a fantabulous group of Mommies at the local Stroller Strides group for our county.
We meet three times per week at the local mall, early in the morning before it even opens, and we get in a serious workout. I mean, this isn't for sissies. I had anticipated a group of out of shape mommies, much like myself, huffing and puffing their way through some Richard Simmons. Boy, was I wrong!
With the use of strength bands and various objects throughout the mall, we're a bunch of singing, working out fools. Yes, I said singing. While doing tri's and bi's with our bands, we're singing The Wheels on The Bus to adorable gaggle of on-lookers in strollers. While doing high-knees and butt-kicks, we're singing Here We Go 'Round the Mulberry Bush to our biggest fans.
We run, we plank, we push-up, we Zumba. We crunch, we jump. We do it all. And it's freaking awesome.
Errrm. Yeah. Have you ever tried singing while your heartrate is creeping closer and closer to 190? Let's just say it's not easy and I end up mouthing more words than singing them!
Once it warms up, we'll move out little workout group to the great outdoors and continue to run, plank, push-up and pretty much become serious MILF's. A girl can dream, right?
So, we meet 3x per week. At the ungodly hour of 9am. Granted, the group tends to change a bit, depending on the day. Depending on who's older kids are in school and who's working part-time this day or that. Who's hungover or who's sleeping in. Who's darling little one slept like a monster the night before and refused to cooperate before leaving the house.
We pretty much maintain a constant 5-8 mommies per class. These mommies rock. We hold each other accountable and encourage each other as we're running lap number 4 up and down the mall stairs. Needless to say I'll never look at the inside of the mall the same ever again. I will admit, however, it's great motivation.
As you're running your extra baby-weight saggies around the mall and you're passing Victoria Secret and it's scantily clad models in the window, you're thinking to yourself, "Hey, there's hope!" Granted, I will never be the next postpartum Heidi Klum, but I can at least say I tried.
Score 2 for mom-friends.
So, the moral of the story? Get out there, mommies. Be bold. Ask that new mommy if she'd like to grab a coffee. Exercise with her. Even if you haven't run in over 10 years. And you're a huffing, puffing hot mess. And you spend more time laughing at yourselves than actually running and planking and pushing up. Nine times out of ten, she's hoping to ask you the same thing...
Mission Mom-Friends? Completed.
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