Buddies and Bikini Lines

I think I may have found a friend today?
Here on camp as people only live here for around 3-5 years there is a group for selling unwanted items. You get a certain allowance for shipping your belongings back to the UK and it's pretty minuscule. For that reason also we didn't bring our sofas out here with us (they are in storage in the Uk. We were going to buy a new sofa out here but as my mum pointed out that's probably not the most sensible decision while Gracie and Alfie are small, better to buy something you don't mind getting little people paw prints on/them building forts with the cushions/ or using as a trampoline ;0) . Then we could leave that one here/sell it in when we return to the UK. So looking on the selling group I found a sofa that looked like it fit the bill today and asked the lady of I could come and see it.
Off Gracie, Alfie and I strolled in the heat about 20 minutes away.
On arrival we were ushered in and offered drinks, she said take the babies out of the pushchair and let them play around. I said I didn't want to impose but she was so friendly. They had the cutest little 3 year old girl and a gorgeous little dog. Their little girl was immediately besotted with Gracie and Alfie and Gracie was immediately besotted with the dog (as was I!).
We got chatting and were probably there for an hour or more. Their little dog completely in love with Gracie in particular kissing and cuddling her and so so gentle it was beautiful to watch. Gracie was giggling away at her.
The potential friend (is that the right way to put it??! Hahah) was really nice also very enamoured with Gracie and Alfie, playing with them as if she were an old family friend, making them laugh etc (this is perhaps the most important thing to me, I want my friends to adore my babies- as my friends do! ) I realise that may sound strange but apart from my family I feel very blessed that in the UK we have such wonderful friends who love our babies so much and take such interest in them.
I also realise that this is starting to sound like when someone lines up a potential date hahha but weirdly that's kinda what it is like. I have a difficult time trusting women, I'm not one for bitchiness and gossip I just like genuine people. I wear my heart on my sleeve and have a tendency to get pooped on. Coming out here I was determined I would not let that happen, leaving behind such amazing friends back home (you know who you are) made me realise that there are people out there with the same values and ideals and who would treat me as I would treat them. So these days I like to hang back a bit and suss people out before I get involved.
So we were chatting and playing with dogs and babies and seemed to have a lot in common. She said she was going to the beach tomorrow and would we like to go too. In my resolve to say "yes" more and not turn down opportunities because of my anxiety I said we would love to. So potential friend said her friend is picking her up in the morning and she will knock here on the way. "There will be a few of the girls going so you can meet them", she said.  Ah, the clanger,  the game changer, the stuff of fear.
So now I'm even more nervous than I was. So I know that she seems nice, but what are the others like? Will they judge my "hippy" ways? Will they question why I'm still Breastfeeding? Why I don't want to have a night out and be apart from my babies? Why we co-sleep? Think I'm a weirdo for baby wearing etc etc.
I thought being married and out of the dating game anxieties over dates were long gone now it anxieties over play dates!!!
As I was packing our beach bag and getting ready tomorrow it even crossed my mind "oh no I need to do my bikini line!!!" So what? Now I even have to worry about my bikini line for play dates too hahaha. This whole date/play date analogy just got serious.
So, as I'm getting ready for bed I'm thinking about that cute lil dog (who I offered to look after if they are away, obviously!) and feeling nervous, like I'm walking onto the lions den in a freakin bikini! first dates are hard enough but a first play date in a bikini which is like practically your underwear, can u get any more vulnerable? Will they like me, will I like them, will they judge me, will they think I'm a freak, a weirdo, an idiot?
Oh and I don't think we want this sofa, I'm going to hold out for a grey one.
Do other mummies have these thoughts when trying to make mummy friends?
I'm off to shave my legs, Veet my bikini line and quickly paint over the 4 week old chipped nail polish on my toes.......

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