Updated: May 28
If I already said that talking with kids about reading and writing is my favorite audience, then talking with young moms is a very close second. Last week I had the opportunity to speak to a room full of ladies who clean up nice, but who I know are up to their necks in diapers and spit-up. I know this because I’m not too far removed from the years of babies and toddlers. I used to attend not just one, but several of these types of mom’s groups. As I was preparing for this talk, I was remembering how important those mornings were for me as a new mama. Why, I asked myself, did I love attending those groups so much? I think it was because I felt so taken care of. I would walk through the doors with a baby in each arm and a toddler tugging at the edge of my yogurt-smeared sweater—and someone would take my children—promising to love them while I enjoyed a little break. Then I’d pick up my name tag that someone laid out, because they wanted me to come. I ate food I didn’t make. I didn’t have to tell anyone at my table to take more bites. I sipped coffee while it was still hot. And sometimes I got to make a craft (which was easy because someone else had already cut all the pieces for me). Within those doors, I was taken care of in a way I didn’t even know I needed. To be honest, I don’t really remember the speakers or the topics they spoke on. And maybe the women I spoke to this week won’t remember much of what I said, either. But that doesn’t bother me. I was happy to be part of their morning. To welcome them—and help them feel taken care of—even for just a little while.