Not All Good Moms Drive Minivans

My life-altering glance into the rearview mirror

Photo by Tessa Simpson on Unsplash

I caught a glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror.

I started screaming, “How the hell did this happen?”

I looked around one kid in a booster and one in a carseat. I was driving a freakin’ silver minivan ­– soothing music on the radio, frumpy clothes, and OMG! I was wearing Birkenstocks.