I moved to a new area just over two years ago and my interests at that time was me, husband, running, the gym, me, my hair, sunbeds, clothes, going up to London to drink and show off, me etc, interesting things I thought. I met a few women in my village (potential new friends I thought) however, I heard through some well meaning(?) people that they did not have anything in common with me as I did not have children, so of course when I saw these women they were all greeted to a very bright and breazy Hi! and that was that. After 6 months of this small band of women offering small flags of peace, only to be met with indifference, I then felt I should make more of an effort etc. There was one particular woman who I found so difficult, however, like a dog with a bone, I decided to persevere; I made it my mission in life. When I found out to mine and dh complete delight I was pregnant, I bumped into her sitting on her own, and decided to make an effort and sat down to make conversation as she looked a little upset. I proceeded to tell her my very exciting news, it was after this piece of information was digested that she told me that she had just got back from the hospital after having a non viable pregnancy terminated.
I thought I might as well go and jump in the well, and forget about it all. As I got larger and larger, I started to see more of her as she came in to my house for coffee a couple of times, it was all very pleasant(!) then she visited me in hospital after I had given birth and brought a goodie box of the most delicious food - she is a chef.Well to cut a long story short we have been on holiday together children and babies, and she is my good friend with an endless supply of wine, fags, food and good advice having had three children. We laugh at the "I bloody hated you when I first met you". More than that, whilst we do talk about children, not all the time, we get it all out of the way and then go onto subjects like Deigner Vaginas channel 4 and new shooos. I know shallow!
She has a balanced approach to life, as I said 3 delightful children who she sends over after school, which helps her, and helps me as they entertain my ds for an hour whilst I try to cook something and put it in the oven. Anyway, I want to say that I was lucky, very lucky and after lots of false starts I managed to make a new friend who I thought that I did not need!.
Like Rooty, my husband and I (sound like HM Queen now) were left out of things, and yes I still feel isolated some days, especially at lunchtime if I forget to buy a paper, or get a new book going. I still have to really give myself a good talking to most days in the morning, and then that kind of dictates my day. It does help that we are only 5 miles from the city, and I have just started to take more charge of what we do in a day - more planning and lists(!) Certainly like Emsiewill I thought moving into a small community that everyone was just being nice and sussing me out, and then returning to their little groups after they had made their judgements!. Somedays and weeks I feel that I am not going to cope very well, and it is now 13 months that I have been doing this baby thing, but I am getting through it. I cannot imagine how our mothers did all this without support and knowing that all these feelings were perfectly normal! and a good girl friend phone network, and of course being able to say things on mumsnet. Anyway can anyone tell that I am a bit bored and have too much time on my hands at work!!.