So last year, 14 of us, mostly strangers, descended on Cincinnati with hopes of making new buddies and finding a support group. What we found there, though, was magical. Our group is so varied. The only thing that we all have in common is that we are all moms. Some are biological moms, adoptive moms, foster moms, moms who pop out babies left right and center and some who are struggling to become moms again. Some are moms of special needs kids. Some are working moms and others are stay at homers. Some are single moms. Some are going through relationship struggles and some are riding the wave of a great marriage. We are all at different stages in our lives, but somehow it just works. In this group, there is none of that silly one up manship that sometimes groups of women do. We are all there to support one another through everything. And over the last year, we've all become the best of friends. These are the girls I call when I don't think I'm going to make it another minute. And they do the same. They are the ones who bring over dinner or have pizza delivered when my kids are sick. They are the ones who text me a lifeline when I'm drowning. They are also the group that talks endlessly about sex and make me giggle like a school girl until I wet my pants. It's not a party with these girls until someone wets their pants and usually that somebody is me.
|Michele, Me, and Liz- right before I wet my pants.|
|our awesome cabin in the woods|
|All piling into one bedroom to watch a movie together. Bridesmaids+a giant group of gal pals=nonstop hilarity|
|The original MRG's. ( severly missing Sandy, Glenna, Amanda, Carrie, Birgit and Jamey)|
|The whole gang: Michele, Renee, Megan W., Liz, Stori, Jenny, Molly, Crystal, Cami, Natalie and Ellen|