It’s happening. More & more often now too and there is no real escape from it….. We’re at the age where we’re having babies.
Well, we as soon as we hit junior high were technically ready to have babies. However, I’m talking about the willingness to procreate in a healthy relationship which until recently I didn’t know existed.
I mean, in the beginning, there were a few stragglers. There was that one friend that was a couple of years older and popped one out. And do you know what happened? You saw her less and less as though that was the warning to party girls everywhere… your days are numbered. Where a condom!
But then it started happening. We started pairing off. We started to be in functioning relationships rather then dysfunctional nightmares I so often wrote about on this forum. We even thought “YES! I want to spend the rest of my life with this person” and went through the entire rigamoroo that goes al0ng with that.
Weddings however are fine. Weddings are a party with many tiny party components in the mix that can go on for weeks if not months. Kind of a perfect ending to your perfect party life…. However it never just ends there because once you’re married, you want your friends married or at least paired up so you & your significant other have someone to hang out with so you don’t have to talk to just one another (god forbid) because what happens when you stop having something to say to one another? Exactly… you have sex.
(actually not so much. I’ve learned in functional relationships, when you don’t have anything to say to eachother you either go out with the girlfriends or just go to sleep)
Yes, because one faithful happy afternoon, you finally see that friend you so callously threw away a few years ago for becoming a parent & realize, yes, you like this. I can do this and so it begins….. the procreating.
It’s contagious you know. You know that once you start having babies, then your neighbor will start having babies & then we’ll ALLL start having babies and before you know it… the only parties we’re going to are at Chuck E Cheese.
(total side bar… I remember when the closest Chuck E Cheese to Vancouver was in Seattle & it was such a treat to go there when I was six and THEN we got to go to Toys R Us next door after dinner. Serious Kid in Heaven night. So much so that I’m still looking fondly back on it at 33????? Yea, you know my life has taken a real turn for the boring now. Although, I do remember the food made me ill so maybe not so fond)
I realized all of this as I sat squealing over the baby clothes at a shower I was at on Sunday (Oh Yea… I’m a squealer. Actually, it’s worse. I’m a Clapper and a Squealer. I’m like that Cheerleader you see in movies that gets punched in the face & everyone cheers).
Anyways, through all the squealing I looked around. In attendance, there was:
• There was the new mom… check
• The new baby… check
• The mother in law…. check
• The friend we’ve never met because she started having kids a few years ago…. Check (and had given her hand me downs to the new mom…double check)
• The first friend in the group that had the baby…. check (baby even showed later when husband came by to drop her off. Note He split….. checks infinity)
• The currently pregnat friend who is also a party organizer… check
Thank God KLZ was there and had lost her voice from partying for 4 straight nights into the wee hours of the mornings or we’d all look domesticated. (yes, that was the girl that texted me & said I just stopped partying 2 hours ago at 11am friday morning. I think she is my new hero or had enrolled in Brutal’s school of drinking)
I had to leave the shower that day to run off to meet Bruce & his parents for dinner. Not quite the domestication as we were pre-dining before the Hockey Game. I also managed to make it to the Roxy that night after the game to meet some friends for a few drinks. Not quite closing the place down but nice to know I can still make an appearance.