When I was a single person seemed that only those around me at the moment were the only ones caring. The eldery only gave the bad look when crossing their way. Parents seemed to be very adult in the scale of responsabily and in comparison, always felt as if I did not know better. Going out for late dinners, sleeping until noon on a Sunday or even going out for coffee unplanned seem to be a long time past.

Living as a parent, well let’s just say it’s a new world. With the news of my pregnancy the world took a different spin. Suddenly co-workers that did not have too much to say were approaching me with questions and interest. The ones that were close to me with kids could not resist sharing advice. But it wasn’t until now that my baby is born that I get the feeling to be in a different club, a more respected one.

See, I like commuting. I take the skytrain as much as I can. It gives me the stretch of the legs that I need and the brethe of fresh air that my baby and myself once in a while deserve. And I can see the difference it makes having a baby with me. For starters, there is always a mature woman that wants to take a peek inside the stroller to catch a glimpse of the baby. They are friendly and talkative. Sometimes, I get the not so young parents holding the elevator for me. And other times, while baby awake and involved in the outside world, people stop by and actually talk to the baby, ask me questions, and, in some odd other times, advice. Me, hello?… advice.

I used to envy my previous life sans baby and even more when looking at those young adults that used to be me. I really hope they are enjoying their freedom. Enjoying those precious moments when they are part of a totally different club.