I’m a friend whore. I’ll admit it. I love my friends. And I want more of them—always.
Upon becoming a mom for the first time, I realized that I had only a few close friends who were also mommies. I mean, seriously, I was going through a radical change in my life and I needed to share it with people who understood what the heck I was talking about.
I wanted to live and bleed motherhood. Together. Forever.
I don’t want to sound Fatal Attraction or anything, but I was probably that mom at the play area who was checking you out and trying to come up with the right pickup line to start talking to you. You see, I noticed that we had the same diaper bag and I just knew that we would be buying each other BFF bracelets within the week if only I could find a way to meet you that didn’t make you think I was a complete and total stalker.
“Um hi ….” (Awkward silence.) “I, um, noticed that we have the, um, very same diaper bag and I thought you might want to come to my Best Friends Forever Party?”
Nope. Not quite right.
“Hi there! You’re really pretty. I noticed you the minute I walked into the play area. Do you want to be friends with me? And come home with me? And have playdates and girl time and show each other our stretch marks and ravished belly buttons and talk about the contents of our babies’ diapers over decaf lattes?”
Mmmmm … might sound a little too excited. And possibly creepy and stalkerish.
“Hey, I noticed that you are still wearing maternity pants even though your baby is already at least six months old. Me too!! Wanna hang out?”
Definitely not. Could be construed as offensive.
“I’m having a very tasteful placenta burial ceremony today with just a few close friends and family. Would you like to join us?”
No, that’s not right. What if she thinks placentas are gross and icky?
What was I to do? I couldn’t come up with anything that didn’t make me sound like a complete psycho or a total loser. I finally gave up on trying to approach you directly and decided to become friends with your kid first.
This worked famously until you caught me offering him a lollipop. That’s when you called Mall Security and I got hauled away. I wasn’t trying to do anything wrong, I promise! It was organic. I bought it at Whole Foods. No preservatives or red dye #5 or anything! Really!
Hey! Don’t walk away. Please!!!
Do you still want to be friends with me? I promise not to act like Stranger Danger with your kid anymore unless you say so. I’m really very nice! And not even a real stalker or anything.
Pleeeeeeeease, don’t go. Let me at least give you this matching BFF rhinestone bracelet I got for you.
See? Don’t you just love it? Look. I have one on just like it already.
First Published in Mamazina Magazine







Brilliant! You are so funny – just like me! Bet we’ve loads in common. Wanna be my friend ;)
I’ve got an engraved rhinestone bracelet for you already!
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
So that’s why all the other mum run away from me. I think I’ve just realised where i’ve been going wrong.
Twitter Name: notefromlapland
Yeah, you have to go all Fatal Attraction on those biatches to really make an impression.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
A girl once came up to me and said she liked my knickers. We were friends for years after that. Mind you, we were about five at the time and doing PE at school …
Twitter Name: DDsDiary
I like your knickers too. Wanna be friends?
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Um…
now I see the other side.
Thanks for the mirror up to the face, girl.
xo
Twitter Name: gdrpempress
Separated at birth. I’m sure of it!
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I was always one of those slightly overeager moms on the playground (or anywhere else) but I was just sooooo lonely as a stay at home mom, I would have befriended just about anyone –> “HI MAIL LADY!!!! HI PHONEBOOK DELIVERER!!! Wanna hang out? My very loud baby and I have cookies!!!!”
Twitter Name: Izzymom
Reminds me of the time I cornered the 7-11 worker for like 30 minutes while I talked about my painful nipple problems from breastfeeding. I’m pretty sure she was just about to call the cops when I finally went away.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Seriously, none of those lines EVER worked for me, either. But I notice that you have a pair of jeans on. I have jeans on, too! Wanna be BFFs?
Twitter Name: OldTweener
OMG!!!!!!!!!! We have SO much in common. Your engraved BFF bracelet should be arriving via Fed Ex immediately. xoxoxoxoxoxxoxo
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
lol! I’m the mommy at the playground who was half hoping you would talk to me and half terrified you would. I’m the tongue-tied one.
Don’t worry! I’ll be gentle with you. Pinky promise.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I have had my bags packed for your best friends forever party for weeks.
Thanks for finally sending the invite.
Twitter Name: TamingInsanity
Thank GOD. Now I can finally stop hanging out in your bushes all day long.
PS You have really shiny hair and pretty teeth.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
PPS Do you think you could hook me up with some matching antlers? I’ll pay for the rhinestone BFF engravings on both sets.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
it is nice to know that women can be socially awkward in approaching other women. reminds me not to ask you for intro lines to meet the cuties working at Trader Joe’s :)
Twitter Name: Jason Eskridge
WHat??? I’m super suave. I’ll invite you to my placenta party. You’ll me some awesome chicks there for sure.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I am so with you. I’m always way too excited to make new friends. Which always gets me that “You were a geek in high school, weren’t you, and guess what, you haven’t changed much” look.
I have a hard time believing you, Shari, in all your beautiful long haired gorgeousness. Not to mention the fact that your mom is like God’s gift to coolness. How could you not be awesome coming from a family like that?
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I’ll just print out a few (dozen) copies of this post and hand them out to all the other moms. Then I’ll wait expectantly, with a big smile on my face, ready to give hugs.
Can I come? I’ll bring the rhinestone bracelets and decaf lattes!
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
For ME??? hee hee Ok! Seriously.
this was my life for about 4 years post divorce. I’d angle for a playdate using my kid as the “lure” they’d end up agreeing to the playdate by handing me their kid and asking when they should come pick the kid up.
Oh yeah. That’s happened to me a few times too. I pretty much cried. Felt almost like I was being turned down for a date or something.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Why were you never hanging out at the same mall as me? I would have loved to talk over decaf lattes!!
Twitter Name: karacounting
Squeee!!! Me too. So does this mean you’re coming to my BFF slumber party? I’m mixing up the drinks right now.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I’ll be there, with my jammies, bunny slippers and multiple children! I’ll bring brownies!
Twitter Name: karacounting
DUDE. Bunny slippers and brownies??? I love you EVER MORE. Is that even possible!?
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Are you kidding? I’ll bring anything you want.
I FINALLY FOUND THE SOCIAL MOMMIES!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!
Twitter Name: karacounting
Squeee! I wish you lived close by so we could actually hang out for realies. :)
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I love this post and I love the photo. :) Awesome.
Twitter Name: 31_Amber_31
Thank so much, Amber! So….that means you’re coming to my BFF placenta party, right? Hee!
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Thank Gawd I’m not the only one. I even made myself Mommy Business cards…because the rare times I manage to find someone willing to overlook my lame opening line? My toddler is off and running with scissors down the stairs out to the street filled with large trucks and druggies.
Bahahahahaa!! I LOVE your opening line.
Makes me feel totally at home. Wanna see my stretchmarks?
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I am totally that shy, loser mom who will just sit there looking stupid until someone comes to talk to me first. Until someone does, I’m running through possible pick-up lines. Maybe I should just jump out and say something knowing that lots of other moms spazz, too. How does, “I’m a gangsta; do you want to be in my posse?” sound?
Twitter Name: JWMoxie
DUDE!!!! That is HANDS DOWN the best pick up line ever. And now I really want to be in your posse…pretty please with decaf lattes on top?
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Dude, this is SO going to be me (again) in a few months. Oy. But at least I know I’m not the only one.
;-)
Will you come to my placenta burial?
Twitter Name: erinmargolin
Squeee!! You know me. I’m ALL about the placenta party. Just tell me where and when. I’m all in.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
I once saw a woman at a playground clearly on twitter on her phone. I positioned myself in her eyeline, pulled out my phone and shit you not, turned to her waving my phone wildly and said, “I tweet too!!!!”
Bless her for not rolling her eyes.
She just smiled and walked away.
Swiftly.
Twitter Name: DresdenPlaid
That sounds 100% like something I would do. And makes me love you even more than ever, Dresden! So…does this make us BFFs now and will you be freaked out when your matching cubic zirconia encrusted diaper bag arrives?
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Stranger Danger!! Love it!
Twitter Name: SugarJones
Yep. That’s my nickname. Shhhhhhh…don’t tell anyone!
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
“Your kid is a jerk, but I really like you. Want to get a sitter and hang out?”
Didn’t go so well.
Twitter Name: mommakiss
Maybe not with those ho bags. But try it on me sometime. I might even show you my stretch marks if you’re lucky. ;)
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Now you’re talkin’
I’ve got war wounds to share. Lots of them!
Twitter Name: mommakiss
I can deal with desperately lonely moms. Come on over. My sticking point is competitive mothering. I don’t want to know how many languages junior is learning to speak, or that he/she was toilet trained by nine months.
Twitter Name: becomingcliche
OMG. That is my BIGGEST pet peeve too. My baby is better than your baby. WHEN will it end??????
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
It DOESN’T end! We will eventually run into the “my crack whore daughter makes more money than YOUR crack whore daughter” moms. I’m just waiting.
Twitter Name: becomingcliche
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Please pass the Xanax.
Twitter Name: coolwhipmom
Hilarious … I feel the same way … except I have to do it in French and mine isn’t that great … so instead of saying we could lower the swing in the play ground I end up saying we could F*&( it … never bodes well for a lasting friendship .. sigh!
Twitter Name: mummyinprovence
I can relate. I literally have no offline friends who live local to me. In the 11 years I’ve been living here, I’ve tried to come up with ways of meeting new people, but I guess I just have to face the fact that I relate better to people online than offline. (Computer geek to the end!)
Twitter Name: TechyDad
I’m feeling old and experienced here (for once!)…did you ever notice how much people really like to talk about their kids? When I figured that out, it was like gold. “Oh he’s so cute, that one throwing sand in my daughter’s eyes. They’re having so much fun. What’s his name? What’s your name?”
Twitter Name: HeatherSchiavo
All you have to do to win me over is offer me the lollipop. Why do the kids get all the sweets? I’m tired, I’m the one that needs the sugar.
Twitter Name: Unknown Mami