Why every mum needs that special anchor friend

I am sitting on a sofa across from one of my best friends. We are very similar in many ways, although very different in others, but our core values are broadly similar. We get each other in a way that many people don’t. She lives at the other end of the country from me so I don’t see her as often I used to. She is in the area, travelling for business, so calls in to see us for a quick brew on the way to her destination about an hour further on. It’s lovely to see her as I’ve not…

The many phases of play dates

My mummy friends and I used to meet in coffee shops when our babies were born. We would meet come rain or shine and huddle in corners catching up on our latest developments, sharing tips or war stories, keeping ourselves sane with humour and caffeine. In hindsight, the toughest thing about those meet ups was fitting in all the pushchairs. By the time babies were three months old we had our list of meet up venues refined. There were easily half a dozen venues around town where we could park, were quiet enough for the most easily distressed little ones, were…

The importance of my mummy friends (aka a thanks to my NCT mamma tribe)

We used to huddle in coffee shops, my new mum friends and I, corralled in by pushchairs, sipping coffee in a quiet corner, occasionally whipping out a boob or a bottle to feed our babies.We would share sympathetic looks over a latte when a little one cried or one of us had to carry that tiny bundle into the changing room for a nappy change. We were all tired, actually beyond tired, but those meeting every week or two kept us going. Part of that was the caffeine and part of that was the conversation and support. None of us…