My name is Jen and I drive a minivan.
If you also feel that you need a support group to deal with this sad fact of life, I am here for you. The day my cute little SUV was traded in for an awful, blue minivan was the official death of cool for me.
Largely pregnant with my second child, I somehow allowed myself to be convinced that a minivan was the answer to our future travel challenges.
True: we would need two giant car seats, as our first daughter was just one.
True: the double stroller was a ridiculous monstrosity and I would have room to store other things.
True: the double DVD player was kind of cool.
I was still resistant. Now 2 years later and driving my second minivan, I have noticed some perks to driving the MV, as I now refer to it.
- I like to think of my MV as my own personal "invisibility jet" as I virtually become invisible to the outside world while driving it. I have not been pulled over for speeding, or any other traffic violation since I began driving it
- I don't get ogled by men anymore and on the rare occasion that an ogling does occur, I simply flash the "really dude, I'm driving a minivan" look...invisibility restored.
- When going out with my childless friends, I don't have to drive. I've got the giant car seats in the back. It's a built in designated driver.
- There is enough food that my children have dropped on the floor and under the seats that we could easily survive for a week or so if stranded in a snowstorm or lost in the backwoods of NY somewhere.