“Cool Mom Vibes”

It has been freezing cold and snowy lately. My son has developed the cold of doom that I am convinced is going to take over the house right before we go on vacation and the kids go to their grandparent’s house. I have spent an unreasonable amount of time trying to get a doctor’s office to perform a simple task. Life is a bit chaotic and stressful.

But I don’t care. Why is that?

Because, according to my daughter, I give off “cool mom vibes.”

I’ll just pause here to let that sink in.

And no, if you were hoping I could tell you how to be cool too, I can’t. I never have been cool and never will be. But apparently, last Friday evening while trying on relatively utilitarian ankle boots in a shoe store I achieved cool mom status. I am not sure why or how.

I am reveling in this new-found identity because my daughter is twelve and twelve-year-olds are fickle and easily embarrassed. Next time we appear in public together I am sure I will speak too loudly, walk too slowly, look at the wrong thing in the store, or do something else horrendously uncool.

But for now, at this moment, I give off “cool mom vibes.”

I hope you are jealous.