I left work a little early yesterday and took Rachel to a birthday party for all the 1-year-olds (or, in Rachel's case, soon-to-be 1-year-olds) in one of the many moms groups I've joined.
The party was at Alison's house. She is a teacher who is staying home with her son, Jackson, for an indefinite amount of time. Most of the moms there were stay-at-home moms, and they are a pretty tight group. Lots of talk of outings to the park, the zoo, the Children's Museum. I felt a little left out, although I love working and can't imagine being a stay-at-home mom. Though I'd never criticize anyone for making that choice. It just isn't right for me.
One slightly mollifying factor was Rachel snuggling up to me the whole time we were there. She rested her head on my leg and I stroked her back. Her little face looked exhausted, as if she wanted to say, "After a long day of daycare, I've just HAD it, mommy!"
All the other moms noticed. "Ohh, she's so snuggly!" they said enviously. "Does she always do that? My son NEVER does..."
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Yeah. Um. I can't handle stay-at-home-mom groups. There is such a divide between our philosophies and daily lives.
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