Monday, February 20, 2012

A Mommy Group Wedding

Somehow when I move to a new place, I find wonderful people who make each new location feel like home. Here in Dallas, that is my moms group. We tell people we are not a play group- we are a support group for moms.  Conveniently, our kids happen to play together while we have coffee, laugh, cry, problem-solve, and pull out our hair together. The most important advice I can give to a new mother is this: find a group of other new mothers and SEE THEM OFTEN. If you want to maintain your sanity and sense of humor, you need the support of a small village.

In our group, we are all first-time mamas who met in the most random ways (i.e. coffee shops, bookstores, or just walking down the street).  The formation of our group has been serendipity at it's finest.  Unfortunately most of us don't have family that live close by so we have become a support system for each other. And this summer, our village hosted a wedding!

Our savvy group threw a last minute celebration for our dear friend and fellow mama, Pilar.  Megan supplied her wedding dress and shoes, Anabel gave her a pre-wedding manicure, and I did the flowers.

Around ten of Pilar and Ruben's friends gathered in their living room.  Pilar sang a song through her tears.  Their one-year old son Antonio, who was ringbearer, had two feet to walk with the rings and fell on the way. It was perfect. I'm sure everyone else who was there felt as I did- incredibly special to be there to witness the intimate ceremony.

After nap time, we headed over to Deirdre's house.  Megan and Deirdre co-hosted the dessert reception and supplied food and champagne. The other mamas also brought desserts and ten or more babies provided the entertainment. It was a bittersweet reception as Pilar moved back to Wisconsin the day after her wedding. (She and Ruben are both professors and it has so far been impossible for them to find jobs both in their specialized fields and in the same state.)  While we mamas were happy to celebrate their love, we were also sad to bid her adios.

Muchas felicidades a Pilar y Ruben (y Antonio!!)  We all love you and miss you and feel blessed to have been a part of your wedding day. Our paths will forever be joined by the precious time we spent together with our babies during their first year of life.

Postscript: I wanted to write this post earlier, but my blog fell to the wayside this past year as I was finding a new life balance that included motherhood.  And this story was just too special not to write about. How cool is my mama's group? My life here in Dallas would not be half as happy if it were not for these special women.


  1. Anonymous8:20 AM CST

    Beautiful post. It so reminds me of our military vagabond lives when the kids were babies. Living on military installations was a village experience like no other. We didn't know about Mama's or play groups back then. We just gathered together with our kids and sometimes spouses, and called it a "get together". But, we were each other's support system without even knowing it. I will forever be grateful to my friend Moira for recognizing that my son did not just have a diaper rash. She made a personal call to the urologist at the clinic to examine and ultimately diagnose what the problem really was. "Villages" are wonderful!!

  2. I'm so glad you've found a great group of ladies! So sad this couple had to move away. (But, fantastic to find a job in her field.) Here's to more great mommy memories!