Parenthood

James and I have joined a new club.  One that we weren't truly aware existed, yet we were initiated and accepted without any form of references or application: Parenthood.  You may think I'm joking, but it really is some secret/not so secret society.

I'm not a chatty person and I don't seldom get confused as someone who is willing or ready for small-talk.  But when you have a baby - you are like a magnet to strangers - even more so - other parents of younger children (other members of the secret society).

James and I noticed how friendly people become when you're carrying a baby.  They tell you how cute the baby is, even when they can't see them and tell you that you picked a great name... I mean someone out there must hate the name Nora.  But most of Dallas agrees, it's a wonderful name.  ha!  They ask you many questions about very personal things - sleeping habits, poop and my breast being main topics that I never thought would be discussed in public with a stranger. 

I'm still getting used to this new club and chatting with strangers... believe me, it doesn't come naturally.  James, of course, is much more of a natural and in his charming hospitality ways always turns the conversation back on them - saving me from too much banter. 

But at least the members of our new club are nice and most seem generally interested. 

At least it's not a fight club (or is it?).