The people pushing the strollers also make a difference. If it is a mom, you can tell by looking at her body. Does she have the "new parent" glow? Is there still a little pouch where a giant belly used to be? Is there a proud new grandparent or baby nurse tagging along? These signs send me running for cover.
Also a problem are the infamous double strollers. How can someone get to have two children before I have one? I might be willing to stick around if at least one of those children in the double is older. But two newborns- I am home drinking tequila shots for the rest of day.
Every time I enter a restaurant I feel like the soldier out in front on the battle field. As I enter, I brace myself for what lies ahead. I quickly scan the entrance way for empty strollers- a sign of the danger that lurks ahead. I make it inside and my eyes take in the room. If the enemy is spotted, we abort. I am home again- but this time with a bottle of good red wine.
And don't even get me started on parents who wear their children on their chest. That should just be illegal.
1 comment:
oh man. I hope it's okay, but I found this soooo true to me, that I had to actually laugh. Grocery stores... baby buckets in carts, and god help us if there's any pink in sight, because I high tail it out of there so fast... I know this is an old post, but I had to comment. Sometimes you think you're going insane, and then someone says exactly what you're thinking, and either they're crazy too, or you're not so bad.
:)
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