Also known as Group Therapy, for me, Mother’s Group has been a lifesaver. I’m not the the type of person to go and join a random group of people I don’t know. Why? Because that’s just how I roll. So when our Antenatal Group seemed like a good bunch of expectant parents, and we all exchanged details, I felt hopeful that maybe we’d possibly catch up in the future.
Not long after our pre-baby classes finished at the hospital, one of the Mum’s added me on Facebook. Brillant idea. And soon enough we’d all connected on Facebook and even started our own Facebook Group.
I’d heard so many horror stories about people rocking up to their local community centre and joining a Mother’s Group, only to end up surrounded by judgemental women about what clothes your baby was wearing, and how cute your baby was. I think I’d rather stick pins in my eyes.
So after our first post baby Antenatal Group catch up, I was excited and relieved. Excited that we would hopefully continue to catch up and form our own Mother’s Group, and relieved that I wouldn’t have to stick pins in my eyes after dragging myself to a community centre and ending up with a bunch of randoms.
It’s funny how a bunch of 7 women can all get along, and set each other’s minds at ease. We laugh, we cry (well I’ve had a blubber anyway), and we bond. We bond over stories of wanting a baby, we bond over comparing birth stories, and bitching about doctors and praising midwives. We talk about feeding, solids, weight gain, weight loss, boobs, bra’s, clothes, husband’s, partner’s, and baby sleep or lack there of, just to name a few. And most importantly we never compare and we never judge.
We encourage and remind each other that we’re doing the hardest job on earth and we’re all doing a damn good job.
It’s so great for all the babies to interact with one another, and it’s lovely that they’ll all grow up together, all born within a few weeks of each other.
And let’s face it, it’s so great for us Mum’s to get together and have adult conversation. Oh and eat cake!