I had dreams of 2 kids sitting in the backseat, us going on weekend trips as they watched the scenery go by. But the further we got into our infertility journey the bigger & emptier the car felt to me. After everything earlier this year too the first thing I wanted to do when I got better was get rid of the big car. I had only had it 4 years, & it was paid off, but I didn't care. I didn't need this big wagon anymore..I didn't need my mom car because I had nobody to put in the back.
I was jealous of people with 'fun' cars. Cars not made for soccer practices and dance classes. I wanted something sporty & fun...something that would work for a older child down the road...but didn't remind me of how there were no carseats in the back.
I needed this change. I feel freed by this change...amazing how a car can have so much meaning behind it. Has anyone else ever felt this way??
So Saturday I said good bye. I traded my wagon in for a fun, sporty car. I finally have a yellow car too, which I have always wanted.
So out with the old