For the Socially Awkward Moms

Here's to waiting in the car during preschool pickup until you see the right backpack at the door.

Here's to spending playdates sitting in the corner uncomfortably smiling at the other moms and kids, trying to think of something witty and interesting to say.

Here's to not sweating their grades but demanding the teacher tell you if they have friends.

Here's to over explaining things in terms that are way beyond a 6-year-olds comprehension.

Here's to sticking your foot in your mouth after every social interaction with the other moms.

Here's to hoping your weirdness doesn't affect your child's relationships.

Here's to incessantly clarifying with your husband if what you said on the phone to the other mom was acceptable.

Here's to talking to your 2-year-old as if she were an adult.

Here's to being perplexed by the things other people get excited about and only figuring it out when you're driving home.

Here's to sweaty palms and a mildly elevated heartrate before walking into school functions.

Here's to having to fake it.  Every time.

Here's to hiding behind your camera, phone, iPad, whichever technological gadget you choose.

Here's to writing and rewriting emails to the teacher more than ten times.

Here's to staying absolutely silent when people come up in public and talk to your obviously-too-young-to-respond baby.

Here's to turning to your husband more than once and asking him if this is something normal moms do?

Here's to panicking that people consider your non-traditional parenting style to be "bad" parenting.

Here's to kind of, sort of, just a little bit enjoying your eccentricities.

Keep being weird, my friends.  I'm sure we're in good company.

And here's to proudly passing just a little bit of that weird on