My life was very different 3 years ago today. On February 20, 2006 I was due with our son Frank. He was born 2 days later.
But what changed my life more was the purchase of a 2005 Mazada MPV. That was the day I felt like I fell into the ranks of a full fledged MOM.
When in my early 20's I was one of those that said I would never ever never ever own a mini van. That they were the spawn of the devil. The idea of owning a mini van triggered feelings of being swallowed by the vortex of conformity. I didn't want to be just like every other mom. I didn't want to drive the mom-mobile. I didn't want to loose the essence of "Carrie" because I had children.
Now I realize that the essence of "Carrie" is my children. They are me. I am them. I love love love being a mom. I proudly wear my mom uniform of black yoga pants (even tho if I attempted yoga I would surely hurt myself in ways that could never be repaired), fitted t-shirt and tennies. I drive my silver mom-mobile with pride.
As far back as I can remember I wanted to be a stay at home mommy, just like my mom. *I* wanted to raise my children. I wanted to be their primary care giver. And I am very blessed with a kick ass husband so I can stay home and be here for them, live and love with them, protect them and guide them, teach them and show them the love of Christ.
3 years and 53,000 miles later I can say with joy that I love my mini van. (but, shhhh don't let anyone know that)
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