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Soccer Mom Style

Today's the day. It's the day I've long avoided ever since that March day in 2014 when I learned that not only was I expecting twins, but I also had to part with my beautiful, pearly white Toyota Prius. Now anyone who knows me knows that I absolutely adored that car. Actually "adored" isn't the right word. I was obsessed with my Prius. Call me materialistic. You know what? I am in some ways, but aren't we all? 

I left the hospital on that day determined to avoid the minivan. I mean hip moms don't drive minivans, right? Fast forward to a few weeks later when we drove home in our brand new SUV. I wasn't excited to drive that sucker home, even if it was shiny and had new car smell. It wasn't my Prius. It solved the space problem though, or so I thought. That is until our babies actually came, along with all of the STUFF that babies require to leave the house. We quickly learned that the SUV, wasn't going to cut it. Thankfully we leased it. And now that lease has come to an end. I've had three years of driving that SUV to come to terms with the fact that I was destined to become a true soccer mom and so.... 

It's official. Today's the day. My soccer mom mobile has arrived. I won't say I'm thrilled. Not "Prius thrilled" anyway. BUT that thing sure does have the space that our family needs. It's comfortable, has an entertainment system, stow and go features and did I mention the cupholders? Hello tailgating! 

I like to think that I'm still "hip" in a new way. I may be seen sporting larger sunglasses as I drive around town, but my kids are thrilled, which means that I am thrilled. My Prius days will return some day and I know that I will be longing to have my minivan days back when that time comes, so for now I'm just going to savor these moments (and drive thru Starbucks)! 

With that being said, here's to my next mom chapter. I'm going to call it Soccer Mom Style and I plan to rock it! Kids - check! Stroller - check! Diaper bag - check! Seatbelts - check! Coffee - check! Sunglasses - check! Let's Roll! 

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