One of my fellow bloggers recently talked about the Mommy Mafia and how all of us moms are guilty of the practice in one way or another. I have often felt that besides the mommy mafia there is the mommy hierarchy. I don't rank very high up on said hierarchy.
On Wednesdays I like to take Adeline out and about. We go to the library for Wigglers. We go to the park or the indoor play area at the mall. It is kind of my chance to get to see how the other half lives. What I've found is that Adeline and I don't travel in the right circle. It seems that no matter when or where we go there is a group of women and their toddlers who are all about meeting you.... until you tell them that you work. All I have to say is "Wednesday is my day off so we like to get out" and the curtain comes down. It's a conversation ender and I don't know why. It's not what I do because we rarely make it to that point.
There are a few exceptions.
Every once in a while I'll meet a mom new to the area and we'll chat for a long time. Or I'll see a patient out and about with either their mom and dad and we'll talk. But there is a clique...
I rarely meet another working mom out on a Wednesday morning. They're usually the ones sitting alone watching their children play, like me. So this is who I try to strike up conversations with now.
I think I'm not going to worry about the other ladies for right now. That's what I thought right up until one of their sons yanked my daughter around by the collar of her shirt and pushed her down the slide. Action which was followed by less than effective discipline. (Yes a mommy mafia comment but the boy did turn right around and push his own brother down.) Now I think I might just find a new park.
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