Throughout the duration of my pregnancy I had midwives, health visitors and family trying to encourage me to join groups to meet other mums/mums-to-be alike. I was never really keen on the idea; I felt like I would be turning up to these groups empty-handed, listening to mothers discuss how their babies are developing and not be able to contribute. When I was five months gone, I plucked up the courage to join an aquanatal class, full of hopes that not only would the exercise do me good, but I would meet someone in their twenties that I would be able to relate to. Instead I found a small cliquey group of women who were way more experienced at this pregnancy thing than I was; I was politely shunned. Needless to say, I did not return.
Since then, I have had numerous opportunities to join groups run by the local children’s centre, but have found myself making excuses. When DS was born I wanted to join the Breastfeeding Group, but as he did not take to breastfeeding, I felt it would be awkward for me. I then decided to count down the days until he was three months so I could take him to a baby/toddler swimming group at the local pool. I ended up not going as I convinced myself his eczema would get irritated by the chlorine.
Thus far, my search for a mummy friend has been rather unsuccessful. I am willing to actively participate in these groups, but it is hard to get myself there in the first place. Maybe I will befriend one of the mums when DS starts nursery. Alternatively, if all else fails, I will neglect this search and just convince one of my single friends to get knocked up.