Thursday, July 16, 2009

That Moment...

You know that moment... That moment when you finally realize how much this baby is going to change your life? Sure you look at the positive pregnancy test and know you're going to have a baby. You quit smoking, order a water at happy hour *sigh*, sleep on your back and start embracing your new bod. You deal with it and move on to buy baby clothes, nursery furniture and bottles but there's that one moment. That one thing that makes you realize "I'm actually going to have a baby."

For me, that moment was the day I traded in my sporty two-door for my mommy-mobile. It was a sad, sad day. We tried everything but the car seat just wouldn't fit securely in my sexy car. On our way to the dealership I cried... wait, I didn't cry, I BAWLED! Of course I thought it was ridiculous that I was crying over a car, but I think what got me is what that car represented. My youth, independence, freedom of any real responsibility. I traded in my 2-door, moonroof, 4 disc CD changer, remote start fully loaded love machine for a 4-door, single CD player, power doors/windows mommy-mobile. Child locks, check. Car seat anchors, check, hot mom driving a somewhat un-hot car, check...

I cried the whole way home. That whole "hey, check out my new car" thing never crossed my mind. I wanted to hide from the fact that I was bringing a new life into this world and this new life would rule my life... forever... I'm very independent, always have been. The moment I actually took it in and saw the changes happening right before my eyes, I freaked.

Of course, now that he's here I could really care less what kind of car I drive. It runs well and is in good shape, who cares if it's a big ol' mommy-mobile! Did you have that moment? That one where you realized, "crap, my life is changing." What was it? I'm interested in your feedback!

2 comments:

JosiahsMommy said...

My "that moment" is probably the same as yours. I loved my little car but traded it for my own mommobile. I still miss it sometimes. Lol

savage53 said...

Though I'm not a mom I can relate. I also have a 2 door sports car. In fact I think we used to compare our cars frequently Madmom! I also found myself needing my independence despite the price tag. I have my own apartment and I love it because it's my place! It's not my parents, it's not a room in a house with a bunch of friends. I pay the whole rent and I can do whatever I want so there!

Until about 6 months ago. When I realized as I'm getting older, that 4 doors would be much more convenient for everything. If I have people in my car or even if I'm getting groceries. Sadly, I think I'm getting older, even without a husband and a family. I also find myself wanting to save more...and realizing if I hadn't been so insistent on having my "INDEPENDENCE" I could have probably bought a house by now. It's weird how with age/experience your thoughts change. Just think soon we'll be those "Old People who just don't understand anything!"

When does it happen to us? And why don’t we mind? :)

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