What better way to spend a rainy Saturday than with a few of my former work colleagues, eating, drinking and knitting?
We’ve been getting together every 6 weeks or so for the last 3 years, taking turns to host and everyone bringing a little something good to eat (I think today I came home with more than I took along in the first place!).
Sometimes we watch an 80s movie and quote our favourite lines, or like today, listen to 80s music and have a bit of a dance. And there’s always always lots of chatting and laughing and sometimes if we’re lucky, a little bit of knitting too!
A couple of the group are newish mums, and were talking about another member of mother’s group who “finds getting together with other women so empowering”. It’s interesting, because I kind of recoiled when I heard that, and then I asked myself why (internal monologue of course!). It’s not that I find being with other women unenjoyable or disempowering, I suppose I don’t think of it in those terms because I don’t generally feel a lack of power or other imbalance in my life. I have a good relationship with my husband – we enjoy each other’s company but are equally happy to do our own thing from time to time. I have a bunch of friends (many of whom I’ve met through knitting) and I have regular playdates as well as being happy with my own company. I feel comfortable in my own skin.
For all that, I feel very fortunate. Perhaps what I was feeling was a bit of sadness about this other woman because it seemed as if something was missing from her life before her mother’s group. I know I would feel very sad if I didn’t have my regular knitting circles. But would I feel disempowered? I don’t think I would – but I would very much miss the companionship and friendship of a great group of people.
(I couldn’t resist snapping a picture of the guest towel – the mother of today’s CWS host, Miss E, has recently bought a fancypants sewing machine and has been having fun with it!)