Tuesday, December 1, 2009

The Club

We were traveling over the weekend, and found ourselves delayed in the airport this afternoon.  As I "bonded" with another mom I was struck with something I've noticed plenty of times, but never thought very deeply about...

As soon as I gave birth to Ladybug, it was like I had been admitted into this universal club of mothers.  I have borrowed diapers and wipes from other members of the club, and lent out both as well.  Sympathetic looks have been exchanged at melt-downs, and embarrassing moments, encouragement offered about feeding, sleeping, and everything in-between.

Clothes has been passed down and around-- I wore all this stuff post-baby when I just couldn't wear anything else! And-- Now that I'm pregnant, I can't wear this, but you take it!

Advice has been shared (from the helpful to the good to the bad to the ugly), and stories of experience.

We have a bond that transcends ethnicity, geography, and status.  We're just mommies.  Smeared with goo, running on little sleep,  carrying bags full of diapers and snacks, often feeling overworked and under-appreciated.

As this fellow mom in the airport handed Ladybug one of her son's pretzels, I nodded in appreciation.  Of course I don't mind that I don't even know her name and she's giving my daughter food.  She's in the club.  The universal club of mothers.  She's just helping another member out.


Megan Bruch said...

So true. 15 months ago I would have thought this was weird. But now I love it.

kami said...

i couldn't have said it better! so true.