…And just like that, I am a SOCCER MOM
Lily is starting girl scouts and soccer this week and while I am genuinely happy and excited for her and how awesome these activities are going to be for her, I can’t help but see the Soccer Mom title bomb landing right on my head! with lights and blinky arrows and all of that. At least I don’t have a minivan… but I’m sure it’s only a matter of time.
Remember when we were single or sans kids and used to think the soccer mom was a creature from another planet and “Oh I would NEVER“…
well , “Hello, my name is Maria and I am a soccer mom AND I wear mom skinny jeans“
Here I am. Identity crisis can now begin.
*Please don’t take offense to my ramblings- it’s an identity crisis*