WANTED: Friends

I had an epiphany yesterday. It happened while trying to convince myself that it was silly to be upset about finding out a friend has had a blog for over 6 months now without letting me know (J - if you're reading this, please don't fret). Logically, I knew there was nothing to be upset about. For whatever reason, she just didn't tell anyone about the blog. But I couldn't help it.

Remember my last pregnancy when I thought the world was coming to an end because I couldn't return a $5 box of Christmas cards? Like then, I am convinced that I was so upset because of stupid hormones. They suck. Seriously, hormones are way over-rated.

Back to the point, Reffin!

I realized yesterday that this is just about exactly the point in my first pregnancy where I felt a strong need to find closer friends. I searched desperately and ended up hanging out with a few great gals to scrapbook.

I'm feeling that same need now. It's strong. Usually I'm completely happy with my friend situation. I have a few close friends who I don't see nearly as often as I'd like, but when we do see each other - it's fantastic. I'm usually ok with that.

But there is this calling (and it's happened in both pregnancies now) where I am actually depressed that I don't have a best friend I can hang out with on a regular basis.

Hmmm... I find it interesting that the closest I've gotten to having strange pregnancy cravings is that I crave a tattoo and a best friend.


DISCLAIMER: For all my friends out there - you're wonderful. Keep it up! I'm not even sure that what I am craving is possible while being a Mommy at the same time. It's not you. It's me. LOL. Love ya! =)