While out on a shopping adventure with my mother the other day, she was very quiet in the front seat. When we got out of the car and I was loading Rhea into the stroller, coffee in hand, my mother asked me point blank "What is up with you and all the yuppie moms with their coffee and strollers?" Appalled at being called a yuppie, I began to defend myself when I looked around the parking lot and there we all were. Yuppie moms, at Target (which has a Starbucks in it by the way) with our coffees, pushing our babies. I really didn't have an answer for her. But I enjoyed every sip of that coffee while I browsed around Target.