It was bound to happen; I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I thought I’d be questioning parenting techniques after I became a grandmother. But nope, I ask myself all the time…what are these new parents thinking? Especially when it comes to their strollers! It’s become a stroller stampede, and the size of these things are as big as Hummers and parents treat them as tanks, meant to run over anyone in their way. It’s as if my life has become a live version of Mario Kart. It’s just a matter of time before I slip on the banana peel while Bowser comes from behind and crashes into me. Where is the rocket booster when I need it?
The size of these things is out of control. Not only do you have the kids packed in, but all the stuff you bring with you. Now I understand when it’s your first kid. You pack everything you can think of, “just in case.” By the time child #2 and/or 3 show up, the supply list should get smaller. You should have the confidence of MacGyver, knowing you can fashion a diaper out of a to-go carton, if need be. I particularly enjoyed watching a mom attempt to bring a stroller into the handicapped bathroom. She got so frustrated, and I was dumbfounded…why is she bringing a stroller into the bathroom?
Look, Iknow what it’s it like to have more than one kid. At one time, I had one in diapers and another potty trained. So, I said, “I’ll watch the little one for you.” When I looked in the stroller to smile at the baby, I was greeted by a 4-year-old…in a stroller. Are you kidding me? Get your kid out the stroller, get your stroller out of the already crowded bathroom and make your child walk. My boys are 17 months apart. At one point I had to lift one to pee and stand the other in the stall and threaten…”do NOT touch anything!” I think you’re missing the point of walking. Don’t you wonder why after a day at Disneyland you’re exhausted, but your kid is still driving you nuts? It’s because your little one has been acting like a Prince or Princess on the royal carriage eating snacks while you did all the work. It’s time to get your kidlets off their royal behinds. And quite frankly it looks weird when your kid’s knees are up to his shoulders as he sits. And just because you have a stroller, does not give you the right-of-way. You can try to use your stroller as a weapon to push your way through a crowd, but…I’ve got great birthing hips, and I’m not afraid to use them.
