Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Mommies are people too. . .
One of my favorite books is called “Goodnight Nobody” because it combines one of my favorite authors, Jennifer Weiner (author of In Her Shoes) with a mystery, another favorite, with the phenomenon I’ve recently discovered of a secret group of people who haunt library’s, parks, grocery stores and malls while any other self-respecting person is work. No were not homeless, were mommies. But sometimes I feel just as invisible.
It’s hard enough that my one-year old steals the show no matter where we go-- she can’t help it! Self-respecting people suddenly stop what they’re doing and coo, or stare at her—it’s like paparazzi only these are normal people drawn to strollers.
On top of that, I find myself avoiding typical mommy habitat’s b/c I feel I don’t know the unspoken rules. This is getting better as I realize there is no manual to parenting that I somehow missed. Seriously, how is it that something as simple as children playing can make me forget I am a college educated, self-sufficient, capable and creative person? All the other mom’s probably feel just as out-of-the-loop as I do? Right? It wasn’t like I skipped school the day they covered ‘How-Kids-Should-Behave-Towards-Others’ in school. Right? I keep telling myself, all the rest of us are doing the best we can. We’re all trying to make sure our kids have enough sleep, food, water, interaction and love in their lives so they have a fighting chance at this thing called life.
Then yesterday, as I was developing a blog, that turned into an article, that may turn into a chapter in my next book, it hit me. All these little adventures/mishaps in the mommy-world aren’t just my mistakes. They’re copy to be written-up and shared with the world. Don’t believe me checkout the following extraordinary sites by mommies and daddies that inspire me.
So now with a new purpose—I think I’ll go to the park are scout out some new material. It’s not a play-date any more . . .it’s research.