….Unless you’re a mom too. Then I could talk all day. But apparently I don’t know how to talk to anyone else. And I’m totally exaggerating for effect.
Wondering what happened? Okay….
On our last full day in PA, I met up with a new friend whom I hadn’t seen in over a year. In fact, I believe the last time I saw her was at my wedding over two years ago.
We had a great time catching up, and she got to meet Ava and vise verse. It was so good to see her. She recently got married herself, so it was great to hear all about her wedding.
However, I noticed that I am no longer a good conversationalist. Was I really ever that great at it? Probably not… but now I am definitely worse.
I’m sure other mamas can relate, but my main topic of conversation is Ava, or something Ava related. Is that surprising? I mean seriously… I have a blog devoted to motherhood. If she was talking or starting the conversations, I was fine, but if there was a lull that I tried to end, I defaulted to baby. I just felt bad that although I haven’t seen this friend for years, my brain couldn’t think of anything other than teething babies and cloth diapers. Fortunately, she didn’t mind the baby talk. She is a newlywed and welcomed (or at least was gracious enough to act like it) the peek into life with a baby. However, I definitely apologized for my lack of conversation.
Baby brain should be a diagnosable condition to excuse mamas for rusty social skills. Will it get better as Ava gets older? Will I get hit with a new dose of it when another kid comes around? Geez, something’s gotta give!