That is my little girl on the right. You see the little girl holding her hand? The mother of that little girl is one of my best friends. It is a very strange and lovely feeling to see a photo of your child holding the hand of a best friend’s child. We met through feminism really, and we’ve been friends for about 14 years. We can talk forever – if left to our own devices our conversations last hours.
I highly recommend sharing both feminism and motherhood in a friendship.
Ahhh, so cute.
My best friend just has a dog. A playgroup mother asked about my friend’s children, I had to tell her “My friends don’t have kids, they have PhDs.” One friend has since acquired twins, and the PhD is on hold.
This is so very lovely.
it is lovely…I remember this too.
and here is my bad fairy moment…if they fall out, don’t lose a friend over it. Children’s friendships ebb and flow. I remember when my best friends girl and mine fell out, and screamed at each other, my best friend turned and said, (laughing) well, I still like you. Lets go and have tea.
other mothers have taken it far more personally…I’ve seen ‘playground’ behaviour from grown women. For me, love, loyalty and friendship has been an unstable mix at times, especially being the mother of the ‘difficult child’…you answer for their behaviour as if its yours, and cry for them – and want to defend them when they are hurt. Even if they have done the wrong thing, you want them to get a fair hearing… not a smack in the head with someone’s truck…. It’s much better if the storm can be left in the teacup where it belongs. The girls made it up that day but did not stay friends….but us mothers are still….
kate – I relate to your experience too! hahah, great way of putting it.
rose – fantastic advice for the years ahead, thanks.
As the mother of the daughter on the left … I love you too my friend and always will.
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