Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Kids Come in All Shapes
Last year, Jack's mom was in pure New Mom mode - that place where outsiders might look at her as being a little cooky. Especially outsiders, like me, without children of their own. I was really patient though - even though I might have let it slip once or twice that he probably wasn't going to break (ps...he proved me wrong by allowing us to spend the first full day of my visit last year in the ER).
I'm pretty sure Jack's mom has no idea of how impressive she is - essentially a single mom with this 14 month old who wakes at 6am ready to take on the world. He is so wide open it makes me wish I was around when he discovered the speed he carried in his little legs. He must have looked down, realized he was mobile and watched Anne Marie's life take a serious turn.
Like any good mom, I fixed it. Yes, I had just spent five hours driving north. Yes, my shoulders already hurt from gripping the steering wheel. Yes, my back hurt and my butt hurt. Yes, I was super tired from getting up so early to beat the Friday traffic through Richmond, through Fredricksburg, through anywhere nearing the D.C. metro area. But, my child comes first....so I unloaded the car and grabbed the shovel off Anne Marie's front porch and headed to her back yard.
Back to Jack - our big Saturday project (sort of unplanned) was buying a new-to-Anne Marie Honda Odyssey. That's right, my friends...I am now friends with mini-van people. Actually, she's not the first, but this is someone I've had a lot of late nights with... and that was pre-Jack.
So now she owns a mini-van. Don't get me wrong - it's a pretty sweet ride...DVD player (Jack will never get to see this in action), automatic doors, seating for the entire Brady Bunch...I guess I just thought that my mini-van friends would never be the same as my late-night-out-all-dolled-up friends. Or that I'd be pulling up to a bar on a Saturday night in a van without the word 'Taxi' on the side.
Ah, the sacrifices of motherhood...mini-vans...shoveling potty spots...we may have taken different roads, but Anne Marie and I are still linked by all the things that matter- the most important of which is our children.
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