I went to a mother's night out tonight at an old friend's house. We were roommates in college. She got married and had children after I did. I didn't think much about it until I showed up at her house and the entire conversation revolved around children and their: nap times, bedtimes, play dates, and cutest little things they do!!!! I came to the sad realization that my friends and I used to be just like them and that we were obviously just as lame and boring.
Something about new mommies makes them lose their intelligence. It's all so new and scary. You think about it and obsess about it constantly. When you have your second child you realize you were just a pussy and it's really not that big of a deal. None of it, really. They are not that wonderful and no one really gives a shit what they do except you.
I am so glad I moved on. I am developing new interests and they do not involve children and their bowel movements. I actually had two glasses of wine, a bottle of water and came home. That's how boring this thing was. I usually try to take advantage of free booze but this wasn't worth it. How sad...
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