I was nervous.
Here is me and all my nervousness:
I get anxiety in situations like this (not that there have been "situations", but you know what I mean) because I don't want IV to get upset or cry. I know - stupid. He's a baby. Babies cry. I get it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. I actually don't care if other babies cry...I just don't like it when mine does. I feel helpless. And I have to admit...I'm such a quitter. If IV would have cried during this music class I
But he LOVED it. So did I.
The Moms were a mix. Older Moms (well, older than me) with little babies and older toddlers. Some were my age, some younger. There was a Nanny...and an Aunt with her niece. I thought it was a good mix. I really hit it off with one Mom, Kate. She and her husband recently moved to New England from Michigan via the DC area (a few job transfers). She had a son, Connor just a week shy of 5 months. Perfect! She was just my type. HA. Do I have a type? Yes. I guess I do.
So, before walking in...I really thought IV would be all about Mom/Me, seeing we are together 24/7. But to my surprise, he wasn't. He was so excited that he almost couldn't contain himself. He was laughing and smiling the whole time. I would try to get his attention during "Itsy Bitsy Spider", but he was more interested in the Mom sitting next to me and her little 12 week old.
{I didn't want to be that Mom taking pictures with her phone...but I did manage to snap a few shots}
Just sitting like an adorable little thing...
All smiles
Win. Win.
Some have asked where and how I found this Mom's group. I found it through a place that Stew and I took our Birthing Class. It's a small, private company that offers classes, groups, support and so on.
I'm glad "we" did it. I can't wait to go again next week. Oh Gosh! I hope I don't eat those words.
HAPPY FRIDAY!








