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The Life Of An Urban Soccer Mom

I love watching the urban rebel of the man on his bike riding in a cool outfit and weaving through traffic on the freeway. Ah the careless ease he moves back and forth through traffic getting there an hour before I do. He looks professional yet dangerous in his dress and demeanor.

I love seeing these guys on the freeway. Dawned in their leather jackets with their distressed laptop computer bags snug close to them in a fashionable and cool way that never works for me. Jamming down the open road of the interstate they haven't got a care.

As he passes me I look for just a second to see design tattoos on his neck just under his helmet. He has another one on his wrist just the right size, not too auspicious. As he slows down ever so slowly to make sure I don't run him over he gives me a little wink with the knowledge that I appreciate his coolness.

I picture myself if I could live this life because boy I would want to. To jump on the back a classic motorcycle and run off into the sunset with a professional rebel. But alas when the picture comes to my head I see myself more in the carpool lane on a Yamaha ATV.

Yes, that is the plight of the soccer mom. And that is what I am. I ride the open road in a mini van and the only tattoo I have is a parrot from a cereal box. I am normal, average and everyday.

My chosen profession is not a lonely one. I am never alone. And I see the warriors beside me on the freeway in their own quest to reach the next destination in time. We race from light to light to get to the bakery, the drugstore and of course the sacred Starbucks line. We wear our shields of denim proudly and walk with ease in our sensible shoes. We are always prepared with snacks and wet naps to handle any dilemma.

Yes we are the proud, the many, the unafraid mothers of America who will go into battle over a parking spot or sit for hours to support a little league. We will put our own selves to the side to sell nuts at Christmas and love our children with all we have. We are a proud growing race that will live on to the next Mother's day knowing we are important, respected and most likely have a stain on our shirts.

So pass me cool urban man, you couldn't handle my life. It is paved with fears that you are not ready to face. Enjoy your single hood while you can, because your days are numbered as well until you are in the carpool lane with me too listening to PSP's in your ear while you brave the urban jungle yet another day.

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