//Picking up moms at the playground

Picking up moms at the playground

Let me tell you a story that used to be funny and embarrassing for me, and now, with time and wisdom is awesome and empowering to me, and maybe it will be for you too 🙂

When I became a mom I was in grad school. I did not have a lot of mom or dad friends, and none that had babies the same age as mine that lived close by.

My family was on a different continent, and I am not sure it would have been any better had they been closer. The distance might have been a blessing in disguise, and I will tell you why in a minute.

When my daughter was about nine months old it occurred to me that she didn’t have any baby friends. 

Not that I knew what kind of interaction babies would have with each other at that point, but I thought that it would be important for her to have other babies in her life.

So I went on a quest to find them.

The most obvious place was the local playground, in our case that was the boat park on the corner of Lincoln and 46th avenue in San Francisco.

It was a playground with swings, slides and a boat to climb on, hence the name the boat park.

So I started hanging out there. 

Trying to talk to other moms with babies of a similar age.

As you can imagine I felt super awkward. I’m pretty introverted and this was way out of my comfort zone.

One day, I am not sure after how long, I found a group of moms with babies roughly the same age as mine. So I took a deep breath and went over to talk to them. 

There were four of them, they had been in the same home birthing group and they seemed to be the perfect amount crunchy moms for my taste.

One of the moms, Hilary, adopted me right away. 

She invited me to walk with her, get together again, come to her house for tea, to be friends. 

So we did that, we became friends, allies and companions. We both had difficult situations in our relationships, and she and the other moms became so much more than the mothers of my baby’s baby friends.

And that’s the point of me telling this story. That no matter how awkward it feels to put yourself out there, to be vulnerable, it is so worth it. 

Friendships are worth it, 

I would even say friendships are essential.

None of us can do this all by ourselves, that’s a truth.

On a Thanksgiving a while after where Hilary invited me to her house (it was also the first time I thoroughly enjoyed brussels sprouts, another thing to be thankful for), her mom asked me how we met.

Hilary said, Hanna picked me up at the playground. 

And I did. 

It’s a true story. 

And I don’t regret it for a minute.

Community is at the heart of crunchy and Radical parenting. 

Do you want to join mine? Come to The Nest. 

It’s a place where we share knowledge, community, support and all the good stuff we need in parenting.

I can’t wait to see you there 🙂

By |2020-07-14T13:41:35+02:00July 14th, 2020|Read|0 Comments
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