A Momologue by Jackie: Once again I've learned to never say never.

""Just four short years ago, a friend of mine told me she was minivan shopping. 'Do NOT become one of those moms!' I half-jokingly argued with her.

Fast forward three years later. There I sat, along with my husband
and two boys under two, signing the paperwork for our
brand-spankin'-new, silver Honda Odyssey Touring model. It's been
exactly one year that I've been driving the "Hotyssey," as I so
lovingly refer to it because, in it, I am the hottest mom out there. I
have to skip the hairspray because I. am. just. so. on. fire.

GPS, DVD, sensors that keep me from squishing little boys in the doors, a rear camera so I can ALWAYS see what's behind me, enough room that, if I chose to but I won't, had three more kids, I could still toss 'em in the back and drive forever while they... wait for it... PLAY VIDEO GAMES! It's true. Sometimes I think my husband would rather be a kid and climb back there himself.

Recently, the hubby and I went furniture shopping and, by the end of the day, our minivan was packed with two kids, an oversized living room chair, a double jogging stroller, and at least five shopping bags. We still had plenty of room! There are people in New York who can fit less stuff in their apartments. We could fit like 150 clowns in our car!

But it wasn't always smooth mini-vanning. When we first got the car, I found myself trying to hide if I was driving without the kids in the car with me. I don't suggest ducking down while going 30 mph. It makes it tough to drink your coffee and chat on your cell. (kidding, people) When you've got a brood to cruise with, the ride is sweet. But a mom trying to hold on to her "I used to have a cool car" former self, is useless when driving the MV. Although my childless girlfriends didn't seem to make fun of me when I was the driver of their six drunk asses on a rare girls' night out.

I love my Honda Odyssey! There, I said it.