Tuesday, February 21, 2012

SF Mom's Groups Save the Day (and keep me from going crazy)

While I knew that I didn't have any close friends with children, I didn't think much of it before I had Tuco.  I guess I didn't think it would matter.  I don't hang-out much so finding people to hang out with didn't seem like a big deal. 

But here's the thing, I had Tuco and I stopped doing anything.  It wasn't that I didn't want to get out of the house, I just couldn't really figure out how or why or what to do.  Once I had decided to go for a walk, head to a movie or call a friend for lunch the thought of the logistics of it with a baby usually scared me out of it, plus, as I've mentioned before, Tuco cried A LOT.

Well, two things happened that changed what I was doing.  The first was that Tuco stopped crying.  (Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you for that.)  The other was that I got stir crazy. 

I got bored enough to reach out, not something I do naturally.  I called friends and set up dates and went out and it was fun. I even went so far as to take a mini-vacation to visit my mom (and set up two more mini-vacations over the next few months), 

Once I got a taste and saw how much Tuco thrived outside the four walls of our studio apartment I went online to find some more stuff to do.  One Google search later and I now have a calendar full of events for the next three weeks. 

We are going to the free day at the zoo in March, Golden Gate Park this Friday, Alameda for a BBQ, coffee shops for meet-ups with mothers I've never met, infant music groups in the Haight and more.  Some of these are with old friends, but some aren't.  My old friends aren't stay-at-home moms.  They have to work.  They can get drunk. 

So I joined Golden Gate Mothers Group and I found a few groups at Meetup.com and I might join Mom's Club SF.  I don't have to be best friends with every mom I meet, but I wouldn't know how to meet them without these groups.  What did women used to do?  Did they just wander the streets talking to every woman with a stroller?  Scary!

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