Asking For A Friend:: Are Minivans Heaven In Disguise?

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At preschool drop off yesterday, a mom pulled into the parking spot next to me. With complete ease she pressed one button and her trunk open and so did her two sliding doors. She was a minivan mom. Maybe it was my lack of coffee and/or sleep, but I promise you I heard the sound of angels singing as those doors slid open.

This mom didn’t have to worry about her child flinging the door wide open and hitting the car next to them…Yep, that’s happened to me a few times. I’m now debating on putting a bumper sticker on our car, warning people not to park next to us. Jett, usually while he’s still buckled in, manages to get the door wide open before I’ve even got the car in park. That little guy is always a few hundred steps ahead of me.

Now let’s get back to the minivan mom.

I watched her kids file out of the minivan with such ease and grace. They all managed to look well rested and no one was fighting. I realized at that moment, those kids just came out of a spa like experience. Their bums were toasted, they had an arms length between them and their siblings, and they got the pleasure of watching the Mr. Rogers con artist, Daniel Tiger. I’m just making an assumption, but I bet they even had their own cupholders…my jaw has completely dropped at this moment.

Jealously is hitting me like a strong margarita about now. I wanted to be a minivan mom. I wanted to be the mom with the magic button that makes everything come out and turned on.

That euphotic moment of minivan envy didn’t last long. I really cannot ever see myself driving a minivan. I’m not even a cool mom, but they really do look like uterus’ on wheels. A minivan gives me the feeling as though I’m sitting in an OBGYs office, the peddles might as well be stirrups. There is just way too much estrogen in a minivan for this gal.

So, I’m guessing you’re curious on what I drive.

I’m driving three kids in a 2016 Toyota Camry. Yep, you heard that right, three car seats in a row and in a sedan.

I didn’t even think it was possible or legal to have so many children in the backseat. This is truly my modern day clown car. Before you start applauding us on being conservative on our carbon footprint, we did not do this to save the planet or because we like a good puzzle to solve.

Two months before we found out about Olive, I got a new car. Like drove it off the lot BRAND NEW CAR. I have never had a brand new car before and I felt like a high roller. I love my Toyota Camry, its the best car I’ve ever owned. However, its not meant to carry three car seats in a row. We have become pros at squishing and reconfiguring car seats.

I will leave you with this…no matter what you drive (even if it resembles a uterus) you are one hot mama. I know it doesn’t always feel that way when you are toting kids to school and soccer, but you still got it girl!

 

 

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