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Making new friends (and losing them)

New schools are terrifying, lots of new people stood about in established groups, rituals and greetings established.  Most have obviously grown up in pre schools and nurseries together and share a history that we have not been part of.  However twin boy, twin girl and I have tried to fit in.  To be honest the twins are doing a lot better than me.  Twin boy has befriended a boy who can produce a competitive amount of green stuff from his nose, so they are clearly friends for life; he also has a trusted circle of pirates that he can turn to for new hints on how to cause significant pain with daggers made of foam and swords made of plastic.  Twin girl has found herself chair of the school mothers union, they meet every playtime to look after their silent babies, exchange head lice and discuss the latest going ons in Scooby Doo.

Now for myself, I have managed a few hellos and howdoyoudo’s, but to honest even beautiful baby manages to strike up more conversations that I do some mornings.  Last week she sneakily pretended to have chronic wind as caused by me rushing her feed so we could manage the school run, so as I was out of Rennies I turned her to face over my shoulder and gave her back a good rubbing.  In this time she managed to engage the three mums behind me by merely smiling with open gums.  Within seconds she had broken down all barriers and they were all grinning and welcoming her into their group.  She even committed a social faux pas by throwing up on the floor in mid conversation but they merely wiped her chin and the incident wasn’t even mentioned again.  Whilst beautiful baby continue to regale the gang with her life story told in grins and gurgle’s I was forced to stand like Nelson on his column whilst she chatted away over my shoulder to anyone that would listen.

However on Friday we had a breakthrough, we arrived in the playground early, I left beautiful baby at home so she wouldn’t steal all my potential new friends.  Without her glued to my arms I felt a little naked but nonetheless I was determined that I would engage with someone, I would make a schoolyard friend.  I saw a friendly looking face across the playground and was all set to go over and say hello when twin boy decided to show me how fast he could run and unfortunately ran very fast and missed said mother’s son who managed to position himself right in twin boy’s 15 meter track.  My planned conversation of ‘hello, how are you?’ quickly turned into ‘Gosh I am really sorry’ and ‘yes he does need to look where he is going doesn’t he!’

So I identified a new target, someone whose child my son had yet to make cry; one of twin girl’s new friends’ mummies.

 I said ‘hi’,

She said ‘hi’ back. 

That was all I needed, suddenly I had a buddy and for the next five minutes all was right with the world, we chatted about the higher standard of school dinners, compared notes on parking problems and discussed how well all the children were doing.  I refrained from reverting to my usual sarcasm and we seemed to be getting along just fine.

 Then twin girl declared;

‘Mummy, it’s my friend’s birthday’

Twin boy’s ears pricked up – being a little bit, shall we say stumpy for his age he is a little sensitive about people being older than him as he sees it as a reflection on his being shorter than the average four year old (his logic not mine).  He slinked over to my side and raised the question:

‘Well, how old is she?’

Twin girl’s friend declared with pride in her voice;

‘Five’

Twin girl, who also doesn’t really like people in her school year being older than her took a long appraising look at her friend and said ‘well I am longer than you and you are older than me so that’s fine.’  Again in a four year old world apparently things can equal out if one is taller and one is older.

Myself and twin girl’s friend’s mum chuckled to each other to see such a cute little exchange, both forgetting for a moment the younger, shorter one by my side.

‘Well’ twin boy declared puffing out his chest and trying to be taller than 3ft 8inches.

‘I am four and a half and I am littler than you.’

I begin to prepare myself at this point for minor hysterics  as there was no hiding from the truth but actually he seemed to be dealing with his shortness and younger years remarkably well,  then I watched with nervous anticipation as a smile has even began to snake its way across his little face.

‘But’ he drawls ‘I don’t mind.’

I waited to see what golden nugget would follow this quite surprising deceleration

‘Because you are five you are older than me so you will die first!’

A significantly awkward silence descends and ricochets across the schoolyard, I held my breath but then luckily twin girls new friends mummy giggled so fingers crossed I may still have a new friend on Monday.

Comments

  1. Sara says

    September 19, 2010 at 10:04 pm

    Glad to know I am not the only one!!! Before going to my first mummy and baby group I sat in the car park and phoned my mum I was so nervous!!! 6 months on and I get phoned to check we are going to group. I think its probably my beautiful daughter they all want to see!

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  2. jedwardswright says

    September 19, 2010 at 10:15 pm

    Dear Ms. Blackmore,
    Mother Hen here.
    We mothers do need to stick together! Otherwise all the little chicks and roosters will rule the world before their time, and let’s face it, we have enough trouble holding the line as it is.
    Your little darlings sound quite precocious, no doubt because their mama is a pretty quick chick herself! It is Mother’s experience that young’ns with well-developed verbal skills learn early how to dodge barnyard scraps by using their beaks instead of their claws, so hopefully little mister and miss will be just fine!
    Oh, and with any luck, you will survive all right too!
    Maternally yours,
    Mother Hen
    http://motherhensnest.wordpress.com

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  3. jackyfowler says

    September 20, 2010 at 7:16 am

    It’s been quite a while since I had to do school run (youngest has caught school bus to senior school for last year and a bit), but I do remember what it was like to turn up to primary school gates those first few times.
    Everyone else seems to know each other, you feel like the new kid on the block, you’re having kittens about what your dear children will inadvertently reveal about your parenting skills – all of which you convey so well.
    But once you manage to summon up a smile and a simple hello, despite the tummy flutters, then all of a sudden the circle opens up and you become part of it.
    Amazingly, almost before you know it, you’ll be an ‘old hand’ at it.
    Jacky

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    • janeblackmore says

      September 20, 2010 at 7:19 am

      Ooh I hope so, thanks everyone

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  4. Michelle Twin Mum says

    September 20, 2010 at 10:01 pm

    I love it, the sort of thing my son would come out with too.

    It does remind me of a constant coversation between my twins –

    Miss M ‘My so much bigger than you’ to her twin

    Miss E ‘but my older, Mummy told me!’

    Mich x

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  5. Itsamummyslife says

    September 21, 2010 at 7:44 pm

    I love that comment about dying quicker – classic! I have been taking Eliza to pre-school and being horrendously late for work because I wanted to meet some of the mums of the kids she’s meeting- but it’s really scary!!! Like going back to school myself.

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  6. Carrie says

    September 23, 2010 at 11:50 am

    That’s a great story. My son is 10 and his 8 yr old sister is much taller than him. At five they were mistaken for twins, now it is assumed he is younger. He takes it on the chin, but I think it really affects him. When he was in yr 5 he was actually asked by the mum of my daughter’s friend if he was in yr 1 or 2? He was deeply unimpressed. I’ve no idea why he is short as we are both above average parents (in height as well as everything else -HA HA).

    Thanks for leaving a comment on my blog – I’m a newbie and love getting them. Your kids look gorgeous!

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  7. lizzyo22 says

    September 23, 2010 at 8:01 pm

    Love it! Twin boy’s comment made me, quite literally…LOL! Oh but how I’m dreading the school gate run. The only mother and baby group I tried was a sing and sign class when Boo was a few months old. Thought I was safe in that it was a small group and so it would be more intimate. We’d all be in the same boat. Wrong! All of them had been to ante-natal together and no matter how hard I tried to smile openly, I was blatantly surplus to their requirements! Hey ho, I went for the full 6 weeks and found them all quite amusing to watch!! Needless to say, I’ve been kind of put off since!

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    • janeblackmore says

      September 23, 2010 at 8:16 pm

      oh my lord i go to a baby swimming class and it is a NCT group and me! spot the billy nomates!

      Reply

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