I have issues, I know I do, and I’m kind of working on them…..Let me explain.
My social skills are lacking. In other words, I somehow forgot how to talk to people. Carrying on simple conversations used to be second hand nature for me. Now it’s extremely painful. I clam up! I even start sweating sometimes….
Apparently the only conversations I’m comfortable with these days, are the ones that I have with my 2 year old. Is that normal?
I have a theory.
BZ (before Z) I was actually kind of a social butterfly, and then, after she was born, I turned back into a caterpillar. I think my wings got ripped off during labor, or maybe they fell off when I was suffering from post postpartum depression! Who knows….
For instance, I’ve tried interacting with other Mom’s at the park, but I really SUCK at small talk.
Other Mom: “She’s cute, how old is she?”
Other Mom: “She’s a happy little thing isn’t she.”
Me: “Pretty much, except when she’s the DEVIL!”
And that’s usually where to conversation ends….
Regardless, I will admit one thing. I’ve never really been that great with my own kind. Women that is. I’m more of guys girl, or a tom boy I guess. Women tend to make me nervous. I think it has something to do with all the judging….. “OMG, look at her jeans, I think she mugged that homeless guy outside”, or “seriously, is she wearing socks with her sandals!”
Okay, yeesss I have worn socks with sandals, but only when the situation calls for it! And NO, I’ve never mugged a homeless guy, FYI…..
I honestly thought that having a kid would make me fit in more with the female population….Not that I had a kid just for that reason or anything…..pshhh…..who does that?
The fact of the matter is, I’ve been at home, out of the loop for so long that I’ve lost my pretty wings. Somehow, I have to get them back.
I will say this, since I’ve started this blog, I feel like my wings have started growing again. When I write, I get to be me. I feel like it’s okay to express myself, and ramble on about the most ridiculous crap, and for some reason I don’t care if I say the wrong thing. I figure, if you don’t like it, you won’t read it.
I can actually feel my confidence building with every post. So THANK YOU! Thanks for reading, thanks for commenting, and thanks for sharing. I should have my wings back in no time!