I’m not one to join the bandwagon…mostly because I don’t want to be like everyone else. BUT, sometimes everyone else is on to something.
When I went to college ALMOST EVERY GIRL was doing a Beth Moore Bible Study. While I was working out and running multitudes of girls were meeting in small groups to go over their studies that they had poured over throughout the week. I wasn’t sure if this was a lame excuse for a gossip session or if Beth Moore was truly that awesome. Honestly, I didn’t care…I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t want a “spiral” and I didn’t want a workbook. What if – God forbid – He used Beth Moore to tell me to break up with my no good boyfriend? What if I FINALLY joined a small group of girls, I “opened up” and it came back to haunt me? Girls can be mean and I was not SUPER friendly in college. I knew who I was and held myself and others to impossible standards. For example, I gave up caffeine and soda my first year of college…and it annoyed me when I saw other people drink it. It is bad for you, STOP. I also decided that I would go to bed at a normal hour so that I wouldn’t take naps, like everyone else. I refused to drink or party. I held a job, received great grades and was in the best shape of my life. I didn’t understand why other people didn’t do this. And if they didn’t do this they weren’t really my friends. And since no one else wanted to run in the mountains with me 2 to 4 times a week… I went to the shelter and came home with a dog. I trained her to run in the mountains without a leash and not fall off the side. I truly was a 3 friend type of girl. I didn’t WANT a whole bunch of friends. I mean I had friends, but only a few who I actually wanted to talk to and spend time with. And then my BEST friend and I had a HUGE falling out. I was partly wrong. She was partly wrong. It was one of those fights where you wished EVERYTHING could just NOT HAVE HAPPENED. But we moved on. You have to you know. But for me it was another chink in my armour…don’t trust girls.
And then I grew up. Life happened. I lived in Turkey. Lived in DC. Met Q. Got married. Had a kid. Publically made fun of women who felt the need for constant “play groups” and “mommy dates.” I gained weight. I struggled.
As Gooner grows I realize that I WANT to talk to other mothers….does your kid hit? Is this just a stage in their lives? What do YOU do in this situation? And I find myself changing as well. I’m still sorta the same – I don’t understand why you don’t work out. Why don’t you just go to bed earlier and stop drinking 5-hour energy shots… But now I see that it’s hard to workout when you are 30 pounds overweight, it’s hard not to reach for caffeine or SOMETHING after a night of no sleep, but a day full of responsibilities.
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