tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38232942.post6151145766958613424..comments2008-11-18T05:00:21.909-08:00Comments on Motherhood Later...Than Sooner Blog - for those who became a mom at age 35+: Mommy CliquesRobin Gorman Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06816036736416667540robin@lovecoach.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38232942.post-59683231102084277342008-11-18T05:00:00.000-08:002008-11-18T05:00:00.000-08:00I admit that I'm blessed. My dad moved us a lot gr...I admit that I'm blessed. My dad moved us a lot growing up, so I don't have those "long term" friendships that most folks do (especially in a rural area like I live in).<BR/><BR/>Although I've tried hard to volunteer and be active in the school stuff, I still feel a little left out of the cliques. However, it doesn't bother me anymore. I take something interesting to do. Sometimes, it catches their interest and they'll begin talking to me because they are curious. Otherwise, I'm pretty much left alone. <BR/><BR/>I do, however, help when needed. I send cards to folks that are sick. I make food when someone has a baby. However, because of my age and interests, I just don't fit in.<BR/><BR/>My sister and I grew up under the same conditions, but as an adult, she feels the need to have a large group of very close personal friends. She's very social. <BR/><BR/>So, as a result of moving a lot growing up, it just affected us differently. I am secure in myself and enjoy doing things and being very active...on the go all the time. When I have to sit (like when my 3 year old is climbing at McD playplace) I have a "to go" art/craft bag that is ready in a wink to work on something.<BR/><BR/>I would just suggest that you make the first move. If it doesn't work out, then find something you are passionate about, make it portable, and enjoy your art time while your child enjoys the climb time.Just another day in paradisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06189392392828522644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38232942.post-12593583495497875002008-10-21T21:14:00.000-07:002008-10-21T21:14:00.000-07:00You're not sitting alone outside the Mommy Cliques...You're not sitting alone outside the Mommy Cliques. I became a mom at 40 and frankly, I didn't feel the pull to connect with the mommy-and-me groups. For one thing, we adopted our daughter (when she was a year old) from a foreign country. My experience of becoming a mother was simply different. Add to that, I'm an artist and I cherish every moment I can steal to be creative. Of course, none of those things are on my mind when I would see other moms sharing a laugh at the local coffee place. It felt so awkward to run into moms I recognized from my daughter's preschool because I didn't know their name and they didn't know mine either. I thought, "I should try harder" but when the moments came up, I usually found a reason to blend into the background. That is exactly what I did in high school. <BR/><BR/>So, five years later, I joined the PTA and jumped head first into the "social mom" world at my daughter's new school. A fresh start, only, I still feel disconnected most of the time. The PTA experience has been stressful. I think this is because I am older and as such, I have a long, professional background that the other stay-at-home moms do not. I was shocked that many of them didn't know how to use a computer. Everything about the group dynamic was awkward for me, so I just tried to be a light-hearted observer to make others feel comfortable. This just left me feeling even more isolated. When I would listen to them talk about the mundane things they do with their spare time (hang out with more moms at the mall), I would plaster a smile on my face. On the inside, I couldn't wait for the meeting to be over.<BR/><BR/>I've since decided that if I felt at all stimulated by spending time with these people, I would find a way to fit in. The truth is, the mommy clique is not my cup of tea. They like to gossip--I don't. They like to see each other every day, I don't want to see anybody (except my family) that often. They belong to the same gym and work out together...I would rather take a brisk walk around the block and take pictures of trees. <BR/><BR/>So there you go. I am exactly the same as I was in high school...only better. Because now, I'm not questioning myself for being more comfortable as an independent woman. That's just the way it is.minorchordmoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16128586973706221401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38232942.post-30819238131197041502008-10-13T23:26:00.000-07:002008-10-13T23:26:00.000-07:00I know exactly what you are talking about. Funny, ...I know exactly what you are talking about. Funny, I thought in my imaginings that in a more urban setting somehow things would be different. I live in rural Arizona and am new to the town where I live. I have pined for NYC where I thought I would have more connection to moms my age, alas I see this in not the case. Why is there so much isolation in motherhood?Maureenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10863335501948412846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38232942.post-69024976244972872032008-10-12T08:24:00.000-07:002008-10-12T08:24:00.000-07:00I couldn't agree more.... For me, I think it has b...I couldn't agree more.... For me, I think it has been a bit more pronounced... this isolation thing... in part because over a 4 year period I moved from NYC to the suburbs and became a mom. I can't really participate in my NYC based social life anymore. <BR/><BR/>Also, I think figuring out who is a "real friend" is harder b/c so many moms feel isolated... and will talk to the UPS guy if it means some adult interaction.Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05056413629188969084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38232942.post-42285234551771891342008-10-05T08:51:00.000-07:002008-10-05T08:51:00.000-07:00I can relate too... We are two year transplants to...I can relate too... We are two year transplants to Manhattan plus I am a decade older than most every Mom I know here... <BR/><BR/>So many of the other Moms I meet have well established mommy friendships (from college years or even earlier).<BR/><BR/>There are days when I wonder what it would be like to live back in my hometown with my old friends...mel-http://www.blogger.com/profile/01575513888052213933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38232942.post-64550625170226766682008-10-02T16:55:00.000-07:002008-10-02T16:55:00.000-07:00Oh, could you be talking to / about me! I take my...Oh, could you be talking to / about me! I take my sons to school at a nearby synagogue preschool/kindergarten. It's a scene. They all know each other, and are not interested in anyone new (we're new this year). And, of course, i'm at least 5 years older then most of them. It's not the nicest place for me to be. But my sons like it. That keeps me going!naomicatgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03205480086347230719noreply@blogger.com