| GAH. I tried to make new friends. |
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| Written by OHmommy | |
| Monday, 08 June 2009 18:01 | |
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I really really tried to get them to like me. Most people like me. I'm a lot of fun. Look... Boo-yah! Did you see *that* awesome move. See? I'm fun. So why don't they like me? I made sure I was always showered and well moisturized with fancy but subtle lotions. I paid extra attention to my hair and flat ironed it to perfection. I tried my hardest to not wear the same neatly-put-together outfit twice. I scrubbed my daughter down with a diaper wipe before each class and made sure she was presentable. I. Laughed. At. Their. Jokes. After ten months of mommy-and-me gym class I walked to my minivan, after the last class, and watched as the momtourage of new moms headed out for coffee. Again. I kinda-of had the feeling I would make no friends back in September but I stuck it out. For my third child's sake. She has only one (super awesome) friend, her dearest Wyatt. I wanted to fill our desperately boring mornings with lots of play dates like the older two had. Were they able to identify that the pancake syrup in Fifi's hair was not pure maple syrup? But in fact the generic whateverwasonsale kind. Did they notice the disposable diaper sagging in her pants peaking out revealed that she didn't wear fancy printed cloth diaper covers? Or perhaps they walked past my minivan with the missing rooftop spoiler and peaked inside to see empty McDonald's bags, sippy cups spewed about and spongebob stickers on the window. Did they catch onto the fact that she had not one single new item from the Gymboree and Janie and Jack seasonal line ups but instead wore Gymboree dresses circa 2004 paired with Janie and Jack bows circa 2005? Gawd forbid it was paired with Walmart sandals circa 2007 with Tinkerbell accents and not Aster t-straps. Were they aware of the inner monologues going on in my head, "I am so going to tweet about you. Tweet. Tweeting away in my head." Could they tell that I was talking to myself writing *this* blog post? Heh. Whatever it was that caused them not to befriend pure awesomeness me I hope they have a nice summer full of their secret new-mommy society coffee playdates. More so, the icing on my cake, my third child has been  |
