When I moved to Sydney eight years ago, I was well and truly in the trenches.
With a four-year-old and a one-year-old, I couldn't find work and my days were spent staring at the four walls and pushing a double pram up and down a very steep hill to the park.
I had made one friend (who has now become like a sister) but, even with my lax boundaries, I knew you couldn't rely on one person to meet all your friendship needs.
I was lonely. I would longingly look at other groups of mums at the park, idly standing at the periphery, just looking for an excuse to strike up a conversation — like the time Carrie Bradshaw moved to Paris and was caught staring through the window at the four girlfriends having brunch.
So I took to a local Facebook mums group and put up a post.
You can listen to Annaliese talk about building her village on this week's episode of This Glorious Mess. Post continues below.
"I have just moved from Melbourne two weeks ago, I am alone most of the time… I am missing my girlfriends and spent last Friday creeping on people at parks hoping they would talk to me," I wrote.
"If anyone has been feeling a little isolated, likes toasting in the weekend and would care to join me and my little creeps, I would welcome that with open arms."
I gave a location and time and said I would be there with a six-pack in hand (of beer... I was postpartum, there never was and never will be the other kind of six-pack.)
I had about 20 women rock up to the park that day and we continued to meet up for months on a Friday until I found work. But I still have a handful of friends I made from that cry for help, for connection. For a village.