20something Moms
High School was an awesome time in my life when friends were always around and though I didn't know it, life was simple. I grew up in a small town and had a close group of friends that did everything together. During my teenage years, these people were the most important people in my lives. But now, 12 years later, I wonder who I am to these people. We have all gone our separate ways now, gone off to college, got married and are now having babies. But the one common thread we have is our past. Knowing all this, why do I feel so sad after I see them? Part of it I know is the sadness of knowing that we aren't that tight group anymore. The comfort of having an entire group of friends to depend on is lost. But a larger part of it is, I'm different and they don't know it.
Have you ever sat down and asked yourself: How did I get here and did I make the right choice?
I sign into my Facebook page multiple times a day and every time, I am bombarded with status updates from my more than 300 "friends" of what they are doing with their lives. Quite a few of them have recently or are currently living in New York City (from which I hail) and seemingly living the life.
As a new 20-something Mom, I am completely enjoying every moment with my daughter, who is now 7 months. I've been blessed to be able to stay home with her and witness all of her firsts. It amazes me how quickly she is growing... it seems like she was just born yesterday.
I don't know many moms that are my age. Of course that's not a problem, I'm not bothered that most of my friends don't have kids; they love my daughter like their own and embrace my motherhood. I love them for that.
There are certainly difference in our lifestyles among my non-mom friends and me. Come Monday mornings we talk about the parties they went to, the bars they drank at, or the dates they went on. I, in return, tell them about crayons on my wall, the new Elmo video my daughter loves, and the new words she is saying. I'm blessed that my friends genuinely take interest in those things (though I'm not always sure why).
Hi, my name is Tara and I am a 24 year old mom to a beautiful 15 month old little girl. I was born and raised in Southern California and I am currently living in Connecticut. A snow filled winter has been an interesting challenge and I hate shoveling my driveway. I do love shopping for the perfect outfit, shoes, and scrapbooking. My husband has been in the Navy for around 9 years, is a Submariner, and is currently deployed. I talk about life as a military wife on my personal blog This Military Mama.
As I near the end of my second pregnancy, I realize more than ever that men have absolutely no idea what women go through when we’re pregnant. Sure, they can be sympathetic and understanding – to an extent. But, no matter how hard they try, a man simply cannot know what it’s like to have their body taken over completely for forty weeks (or forty-two for some poor gals).
Your child turning one is perhaps the most monumental occasion of his young childhood. It signifies several things; your baby becoming a toddler, you have survived the first year of your son or daughter’s eighteen years of dependency, and the beginning of many birthday parties.
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