I'll sit over here other mothers!!

You have all seen them, the group of cackling geese that surround your child's classroom just before the bell goes every afternoon. The women who all look up at you, as you walk past and then turn to whisper about you like a sheep that hasn't joined their flock. The housewives who have been offended because you didn't come to their candle, beauty, collagen, Tupperware parties. They gawk like crows at the magpie who is different.

But seriously what can i do???

I don't want to attend your shitty parties. Sitting for hours sipping wine and bitching about your husbands latest text messages that he got from "that SL*T", really doesn't appeal to me. Hearing about your evil mother/father/sister in law will DEFINITELY make me fall into a deep slumber and gossiping about which child's mother forget to disinfect their child's runners that morning is depressing!!

When i was a kid i always wished my mum and dad socialised with the other parents of my school friends. They always did their own thing and stood to the side to await our daily departure and I'd sigh. Parents of my friends would send home invitations to bbq's and Tupperware bitch fests parties, and my mother would toss them in the bin! One day i asked my dad, "how come you don't make friends with the other parents?, so and so's dad is really awesome". He looked at me and stated that they were not like most parents and that made me feel reallly weird. I think I'm starting to understand why

Before my oldest started school i envisioned myself holding down a full time canteen job while juggling play dates and dinner parties. Laughing with the other parents about what funny things our children say and what they chose to dress themselves in that morning. Discussing recently read books, funny movies and jokes. Knowing all of their names and having a fantastic support network of parents.

I started to question my visions of a full filled mummy hood when i first started attending the mothering groups in my local area when Tman was a baby. I was placed in a young mothers group and immediately knew i wasn't "the same". We started off with 20 mothers and newborns. i was the only 18 year old who breast fed. I listened to an hour a week about how much easier putting baby on the bottle was and hearing about how men suck.

I envisioned this

I got this :(

It then progressed to Tman's first term in prep. I thought 'okay, Ive had years away from all the mothering idiots, maybe they would have all grown up by now?'. I was wrong. I was invited to parties and to host stalls. Asked to join the p & c, fundraising etc. But i have a really frikken busy life!! I did attend a few events here and there but really got sick of the whinging and bitchy and carrying on. That was it!!

Jman is in prep this year and the Tman's buddies evil mothers have all shunned me. I tend to ignore them and enjoy the conversations i have when my squidlets finish their awesome day. But something is really bugging me.

Jman has 2 little besties, one was having a birthday party and pretty much all of his class were invited. He wasn't!!! His besties mum and i had chatted on and off and all was friendly. She had invited us around sometime without a definate date and i fully intended to go. 3 days before Jman's bestie's birthday i asked her how the party plans were coming along etc and slipped in a sly 'so how come jman wasn't invited??' Her response was that she figured he wouldn't come because she has heard from other mothers that i am anti social!!

That breaks my heart. How is it fair that just because i was born with a limited gossiping bone that my child misses out? It's something i need to think on. Join the devil and give him what he deserves or ignore and hold our heads high!