My Two-Year-Old Has No Friends

P1040480When Lilah turned one, I realized that she had no friends of her own. Not that a one-year-old really has friends, but moms of one-year-olds are usually friends with moms of other one-year-olds. Not me. I really did want to have new “mommy friends” but I just didn’t connect with anyone in particular at those Mommy & Me classes (music, yoga, kindergym). I even flunked out of the mommy group I joined. It was made up of almost entirely new moms in their mid to late 20s, which meant I was a good 15 years older than most of them. When the babies were all around three-months-old, the conversation turned to monitors and did I have the one with the heart rate monitor, breathing monitor, video or all three?

“We don’t use a monitor,” I said. “We just leave her bedroom door and our bedroom door open so we can hear her if she needs us. I think it’s working. She seems to sleep through the night and the best thing is, so do we!”

The other moms didn’t get it. They looked at me like I was either crazy or too out of the loop to understand the “new” technology. I felt old and old-fashioned and I didn’t like it. I dropped out.

The thing was, I didn’t really need any more friends. I loved the ones I already had, even though they’d all phased out of the baby stage. But maybe hanging out with just me, her (much) older sisters and their friends wasn’t the greatest thing for Lilah. I vowed that in the coming year, I’d make a better effort to meet moms with kids her age.

Cue Lilah’s second birthday. You would think I could have scrounged up at least a handful of toddlers to invite to her party, right? Didn’t happen. I was too busy carpooling, grocery shopping, cooking, walking the dog, managing my marriage, whatever, all with Lilah in tow. I wish I could say it didn’t really matter to me that I hadn’t thrown myself headlong into mommydom in search of friends for Lilah, but I couldn’t. There was a tiny twinge of guilt squeezing my heart every now and then.

P1050563Until we started to sing “Happy Birthday” to Lilah.

There she was sitting at the dining room table at her grandparents house, surrounded by her adoring sisters and cousins, thrilled with her Elmo cake and stack of presents. Loved, loved, loved.

It won’t be like this forever. I know she’s only two, but in a blink of an eye she’ll be 12 and won’t want to hang out with her family so much — I’m already seeing that change with Ella. For now, I want to cradle my baby in the heart of her family. I want to keep her close. She has plenty of time for friends.

6 thoughts on “My Two-Year-Old Has No Friends

  1. Couldn’t agree more!!! Aww, thanks. That means a lot, but being a mom any way you do it is hard work!! Looking forward to more posts from you!

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  2. My son is 13 months and he doesn’t have any friends either. I haven’t connected with the other moms yet, however i am a mom in my early 20’s. I don’t know how else to describe the other mom’s I’ve met in the mommy groups other than just plain weird. I know that sounds like a pretty big generalization, but I’ve realized that simply being a mother isn’t enough to make you connect with other moms.

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    1. It’s really strange how you get labeled “mom” as soon as you have a baby and you’re not even really sure what that means. It often isn’t enough to base a friendship on. Sometimes it is, but everyone goes about motherhood in their own way and it’s really along that path that you find your friends. I’m in awe of you doing it on your own and your boy is adorable by the way. And I went to college in NC so I feel like I know where you’re coming from, so to speak.

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  3. What? Neither Barney nor Elmo nor Ariel showed up in sweaty costume to make animal balloons? Just loving family and cake and presents? Sounds good to me. Happy birthday Lilah from Uncle Larry, Aunt Joyce and cousins Rachel & Ethan.

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