Mom's Car Stereo
Do you remember the car stereo days of youth - windows down,
hair wildly blowing and the radio blaring the latest and
greatest musical hit? Depending on which friend was with me at
the time, my in-dash could be playing dance, hip hop or even
heavy metal. But no matter which music was selected, the purpose
of volume was to drown out your own exuberant impressions of the
coolest music sensations. With all the pleasure that my melodic
actions used to bring me, I have to wonder what has happened to
my car stereo.
In my transition to motherhood my stereo has also taken on a new
life. I find myself usually working with two options, the first
of which is talk radio. Now, I need to tell you that I have
never intentionally strived to be an intellect. I did what I
needed to get by, but generally to me, ignorance was bliss and
anything that required a logical conversation seemed boring and
stifling to my spirit. Then I had kids and took on the career of
a full-time, at-home mom. When you go from constant adult
interaction to negotiating and teaching your children, it is no
longer impressive and a sign of intelligence to use