Since being at home my vocabulary and topic of interests has drastically narrowed.

Gone are the days where I was someone interesting to talk to. Now my idea of a good conversation is not one that is intellectually stimulating but one that revolves around children.

I told myself that I was not going to be one of those parents who talk non stop about their children, I mean who really cares how many bowel movements your child had yesterday… no one, well maybe your pediatrician.

I remember being part of the “non mom” group one Christmas party a few years back and being bored senseless while women all around me talked about their children. It’s not that I didn’t like my friends or their kids, I just couldn’t relate and I’m sure I had this glazed over look in my eyes.

So now, I try to only talk about my son with other mommies. I do talk about him if my non mommy friends ask, but I usually follow it up with, you probably don’t want to hear about that, and change the subject. Some of my friends who are on the brink of mommyhood will interrogate me for answers and then I’m more then happy to share my two cents.

For example, I was at a friend’s birthday dinner the other day and there were women asking about childbirth. I’m pretty sure I was the only mom there (it was a large group so I might not have been) but one girl asked me what sex was like after a baby, “was it all stretched out.” And I’m an honest type of person who doesn’t get offended or insulted by honest questions, cause let’s face it we all have that fear when we have children.

For me, it wasn’t. Now mind you I’ve only had one child and was stitched up afterwards, so I’m sure that helps but honestly it was like being a virgin all over again. And now that I’ve shared that Too Much Information note, I’ll move on.  But rest assured ladies, you’ll be fine, there will be no hotdog down the tunnel happening LOL

Now back to my point, having nothing to talk about. Aside from my blog; which is mostly about being a mom, very little is new in my life. I have come to dread the question, “so what’s new?” To be honest, nothing is new. Aside from the new food I just fed him, the last time he pooped, how many bibs I changed today and how long I got him to nap for… nothing is new.

Tired of looking like an Idiot when people asked me these questions at social gatherings, I came up with a make shift way to divert the question.

So here is what I do, I get the “what’s new question” and then I say, “not much, yes Dom is doing great, have you heard about  ______?”

1) Read the news and then have an opinion on what’s going on. Right now, there are two elections on this continent and lots of controversy. Perfect.

2) Stay connected with facebook or other social networking sites. What’s new with mutual friends is great gossip a social occasions! Unless they all happen to be there, then you’re screwed.

3) Talk about future plans about your house, your weight, your yard, your education. Most people can relate weight loss battles, renovation struggles and future prospects.

The bottom line

If all else fails you can play the “kid card” but if you can–avoid it, and unless someone really wants to know, stay away from it!   While children that are yours are cute, and lovely, some people just don’t care.

I remember someone asking me if I did anything else (as in working) besides stay at home with Dominic. I was thinking, am I supposed to? Why should I divide this attention away from him if I don’t need to? For those who don’t have children, it’s the hardest job one has to do, it’s physically and emotionally draining. I had envisioned myself taking courses when I was “off” work, getting renovations done in my house and seriously?… not going to happen, maybe at night when he sleeps but during the day, my son power naps, that means only 30 minutes of rest in between. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.

My husband said to me that I grumble and wake him up when my son get’s up at 5 or 6 am. When he’s finally up for the day after his morning feed, my husband looks over at me and see’s us laughing, smiling and playing together and part of him wishes that he got to stay home with our son.  All of that “animosity” that I had at 5 am just melts away when he smiles at me, after all he doesn’t care how much sleep mommy got last night, all he cares about is that I’m there to feed him, clothe him and give him hugs and kisses.