This afternoon we headed to a little playground near us. The big girl named it Erie’s Playground after a little friend of hers who lived just round the corner from it but who has moved away. It’s funny how intense and important these new baby friendships can be and then suddenly they stop through returning to work, moving locations or just plain moving on.
Three of my really close baby friends moved away. One to Scotland, one to the US and one down south. I keep periodic contact with them and see one when she heads this way. In a way the fading of these friendships doesn’t matter as life just moves on and baby friends are joined by school yard friends. But at that newborn time these people were so important to me. They let me know it wasn’t just me, I wasn’t alone, I wasn’t the only one experiencing a complete life change with added sleepless nights, puke and poo.
Northern Mumblings 