For the past couple of months, I’ve been on the verge of a total meltdown. Okay, I’m often on the verge of total meltdown – I’m a bundle of anxiety, nerves, and non-existent focus. But this, ha ha, this is for a good reason – socializing my little one.
As I’ve indicated pretty strongly – I’m not from around these parts. I don’t know what the norm is for finding playgroups, and a year of searching has turned up… one. One, and at a time that I have absolutely never been able to make use of because of my child’s nap schedule. And no, I’m not going to rob her of sleep for the sake of socialization or getting an afternoon out – methinks that a bit cruel to yon tiny one! Still, this isn’t the super-tiniest of places (not a huge city, mind, but a decent microplex – coined!), so you’d think it would be easier to find some diversity in groups… right?
To add annoyance to more annoyance, I found out today that my child should have been registered for SureStart, which provides a lot of childcare and child-related information to the residents of this fine conglom of countries. Most hints of potential groups I can find seem to be tied up with that, and yet, I couldn’t find anything useful about SureStart itself. But yes, apparently we were supposed to register her when she was born, and that’s how we were supposed to get useful information – sigh.
I guess I might’ve found this out sooner if:
A. I had given birth in the hospital rather than at home, and
B. I had wasted my time being annoyed by antenatal classes.
That isn’t to say that antenatal classes aren’t a comfort and informative to some – it’s just to say that it didn’t appeal to me in the slightest. I have a caboodle of younger siblings, so picked up most of what I needed through my mother’s pregnancies. What I didn’t know, friends and the Internet provided. Add in the fact I’m kind of groded out by using the fact that I had sex to make friends and abhor anything that smacks of group therapy, and I could only envision being incredibly discomforted and distressed by attending such courses. And I still feel I made the right choice for me – I had a happy, healthy homebirth, and intend to do the same whenever we try for kid #2 (which will probably be next year).
So yes, I have to admit – I shot myself in the foot for getting information, and I’m like to do it again. But in fairness, I didn’t even know what questions to ask! So here’s hoping that actually getting the kidlette registered means we can actually find some way to socialize her. Because while I sure as hell don’t want someone trying to buddy up with me because we both have kids (gross), I do want my kid to be able to socialize. And at 17 months, and her having had a single chance to hang out with other kids… it’s been beyond dire for some time. *sighs* Fingers crossed, eh? It would do me a world of good to have, at least, one less thing to quit freaking out about when even a pen in the wrong place can stress me out to a ridiculous point!
And if any of you happen to be here in Bedford for some miraculous reason – suggestions? xD
[[radio edit]] Hooray husband – he’s attempting to organize a playdate with another DJ friend who had a baby the month before we did. Panic receding slowly, slowly…