The incredible thing about our mid-pregnancy move is that we're now in a place where making time to see all our loved ones is tricky (particularly if we need a little family down time, and also to have clean socks). This wonderful problem has been compounded:  we're making new friends!

In a couple of cases, I've had mommy crushes for a long time before reaching out.  I think, "she'll never want to hang out with me!  She's too sweet!"  I finally traded numbers this morning with a mommy that I've liked for months.  Will we become friends?  Who knows?

I am loving, and warm, and sometimes generous, but I am really not sweet.  For the love of Pete, trust me on this.  

Equal quantities of shared traits are not what makes a sturdy friendship.  As evidence of this: a remarkable number of very sweet, careful people already love me, and have for a long time.  They freak me out a little, honestly, but there they are.

Love in friendship is as big (bigger?) a mystery than romantic love.

Belated Happy Galentine's Day.

PS: Pregnancy and the little biscuit's (LB) first year felt VERY personal to me.  A friend observed with surprise that I didn't let people know when I was in labor or that LB was here until after we all got home-- but I'm completely sympatico with the cats who hide under the porch until the kittens are all cleaned off and ready to explore a little.


  1. Cindy Atkins Bahr8:49 PM

    Something told me to find you....now, I know why....very proud of you! You have grown in to such a beautiful, fabulous person. I have truly enjoyed the blog. God works in wonderful ways!

  2. Well, I know we haven't seen each other in quite a few years, but I remember you as being incredibly sweet....for whatever that's worth. Oh, and I love the cat analogy at the end! :)

  3. Oh, that's very kind. Thank you, Cindy.

    Stephen, you're a love. I'm friendly, but I've never in my life been conflict-avoidant, and I'm pretty sure that's a prerequisite for sweetness. I'm not a peaceful person to love. And thanks, re: the cats!


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