normalcy

I went to the art zone yesterday. I loved it. it is the coolest place ever for a kid. it has a wet room where kids can play with water and mud, art projects galore, and a cool play room with costumes and a hanging bridge.

there as i saw the other moms with the slings, moms nursing in the play room (4 of them at once - all ages), and the organic snacks served towards the end, i realized that i'm just 'that mom'.

i never saw my parenting methods as an identity (i just do it because its just the way it is to me), but being around mothers who parent the same way i guess is starting to shape me as who I AM. i can't really explain it well. its not a feeling of relief or anything, but maybe the feeling that simply doing what i feel is right is alright. maybe a sense of normalcy.

i remember now when monica said about how she wanted to move to california and i never really understood it. i hate living here. i hate how people were generally cold, out for themselves, smooshed in such itty bitty space with no where to move but always on the go and downright rude... but in that two hours at the art zone, i kind of understood what she was trying to convey. i was kind of surrounded in a pocket of air - a pocket of normalcy. it felt good to breath, breath in who i have become as a mother. i thought about monica quite often yesterday. i wish she, scotty and mimi had been there with me, i know they would have enjoyed it so much.