Not At My Best

I don't know if it because there are two of them this time,

or because they are my babies,

or because I have high deductible insurance,

or because I am too old for this,

but teaching the twins to drive

has been an unpleasant experience all around.

Maybe it was the driving in circles in parking lots

that started it off bad.

I am very prone to car sickness.

Yes, that must have been it.

(Tess agrees)

Maybe it was the leg cramps from

constantly pushing on the

imaginary brake pedal on

the passengers side.

Yes, that too.

Maybe it was just the fact that I was

in the passengers seat, where I never ride,

that I could swear we were going to hit every curb.

Maybe it was because I couldn't build their

confidence, when I needed them to build it in me.

And I couldn't afford the $700 to have someone else teach them.

I thought it bizarre that I should be teaching them to drive.

They could be hurt or killed by driving.

It goes against all parenting instincts.

It has been hard.  

Harder than we thought it would be.

But we are getting there.

We have left the parking lots

and ventured into traffic.

We have ran yellow, then red lights.

We have confused the brake with the gas.

We have driven too slow and too fast.

But we have driven.

The nausea has subsided,

the mistakes have been lucky misses,

the confidence is building

and we are driving.

And that is huge.

Did I mention it is winter?

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