I am keeping a secret from you but I can hide no longer. I'm tired of sneaking around, incognito. I have become what I fear most. I drive my son to soccer in a minivan. Yes, my friends, I am now a soccer mom. However, I will be shot before I tie a cardigan around my neck. I will not scream hysterically at games. I will not have my hair cut into a trendy, sensible style. I will not gossip about Jd and other moms with the ladies. I have limits, you know. Truthfully, I fit in there as well as I do anywhere. Me with no makeup, hairstyle, tattoos, piercings and out of fashion clothes. Jd does tease me about it because he knows what dread the thought of becoming one of those clones does to me. Will not give in to peer pressure. Will not try to fit in and sacrifice self. Those women kind of scare me really. I don't understand them.

Finally something good happened in our lives--a healthy baby girl. Beautiful with dark hair and large eyes. Her mother came through it healthy. Such a relief. It's nice to have a new baby in the family. Gives me the itch to have one more....wait, scratch that thought. I can hear my daughter tormenting her brother as I type. If only they stayed small, sweet babies...