Overcoming Social Leprosy

At some point today I will need to don a pair of big girl pants and be productive. And by big girl pants I mean maternity skinny jeans turned postpartum staple. But it’s Saturday and while the clock is slowly crawling to 1PM I am just now drinking my cup of coffee and rocking the bedhead bun. It’s all the rage in hair couture. Oui, oui.

Sure there are things to get done, bills to pay and emails to answer but none of it really can top the priority list when there is a pudgy little cupcake that wants to cuddle. I mean hello, who could say no to this face?

I recently joined Meetup in the hopes of finding a playgroup that might fit our little fabulous family’s style. Infant-and-working mom-friendly, please. In a quick search I can see there seems to be no shortage of groups… so long as you are a stay-at-home-mom who can make it to 10 o’clock playdates. What’s with the marginalization? I’m not convinced that there aren’t other mothers out there who wear multiple hats, so the question begs to be asked why there isn’t more groups geared toward weekend meetups.

To those who know me, it’s common knowledge that I’m not very socially outgoing. I am an introvert, give-me-a-book-to-read, kinda gal. But even this introvert can appreciate meeting like-minded folks and breaking the glass of my fishbowl social-group. It’s all too easy in the military to only interact with other military members. It becomes the only world you know. In fact, if I tried to count the number of civilian friends I have made since living in San Antonio, well, I’d be pretty embarrassed. So getting out and joining a playgroup is, at this point, sort of a selfish endeavor but I think it will be good for Rose too. Probably moreso when she gets a little older but who knows, it can’t hurt to try!