As I sat with a friend over coffee, we swapped stories about the trials of motherhood, particularly the challenge of kids who refuse to nap. She mentioned how she often resorts to strapping her son into his car seat for a drive to help him doze off, allowing her a moment of peace. I smiled in understanding, but for me, that option simply doesn’t exist.
I am a mother who cannot drive. Due to my vision issues, obtaining a driver’s license has never been an option. Growing up, this limitation didn’t bother me much; I relied on friends for rides, walked where I needed to go, and made the most of my independence in a small California town. When I transitioned to college in Portland, Oregon, the city’s excellent public transit made it easy to navigate without a car.
However, things changed when I became a parent. Suddenly, the lack of driving became a more significant hurdle. For instance, if one of my children has a doctor’s appointment and it’s pouring rain – a common occurrence in the Pacific Northwest – I have to bundle them up in jackets, rain boots, and grab an umbrella and snacks for what feels like a trek to my ob-gyn’s office, nearly a mile away.
When we run out of essentials like milk or toilet paper, we can’t just hop in the car; instead, we must brave the elements. While other children might skip joyfully at the thought of a stroll with their parents, my kids don’t have that luxury. I sometimes feel guilty about this, knowing I can’t provide them with a typical experience. I want the best for my children, and trudging through wind and rain for errands when we’re already exhausted feels less than ideal.
Yet, I strive to find the positives in our situation. My children have become well-versed in safety, learning to look both ways before crossing streets and waiting for signals at intersections. They are gaining early knowledge of public transit, which will foster their independence and confidence as they grow older. Plus, we meet all sorts of people from diverse backgrounds during our journeys through the city. They’re learning that just because they can’t do what many others can, it doesn’t mean they’re destined for a dull life; it simply means we have to approach things differently.
There are days when I long for the ability to load my kids into a car, turn up the music, and take a leisurely drive until they fall asleep, like my friend does. But this is my reality, and thankfully, it’s all my children have ever known about me. They, too, will learn self-reliance, just as I did, and that’s a valuable lesson I’m proud to impart.
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In summary, being a mom without a driver’s license presents unique challenges, particularly when it comes to navigating daily errands and appointments. However, it also provides opportunities for my children to learn valuable life skills and adapt to their surroundings. I aim to embrace this experience, teaching them that every situation can be approached in a way that fosters growth and independence.