So I happily announced to my daughters that after several months of the stroller sitting unused in our tiny closet, taking up coveted space, today was donation day. Hopefully it would find more use with another family. Boy, was I surprised at the reaction! Actual tears popped out of their little eyes, they ran over and hugged the (filthy) thing and pleaded for more time and just a few more rides. I laughed to myself and told them to stop being silly. As we headed out the door, my young daughter insisted on a ‘last ride’ to the lobby. After she was on her way to school, my six-year-old and I headed to Goodwill. She begged for her last ride and I gave in. I pushed my 50 pound first grader two full blocks while taking in all the judgmental looks of parents clearly thinking that she was too big, too old, to be in a stroller, and there must be something very wrong with me.
As cumbersome and awkward as the strollers may have been, each one kept our girls safe, dry, snug, comfortable and rested. While I’m happy to have a bit more closet space, and it feels liberating to walk without pushing something, I can’t deny the emotions of this milestone.
Moving beyond the stroller days is just one more sign that my girls are truly on their own two feet and growing up way too fast for my liking. Oh… and newly freed up space in my closet? Two scooters have already claimed it.
Prior to becoming a stay at home mom, Mina was an HR Recruiter for years. Now her time is spent happily juggling the demands of two young daughters while trying to expose them to the endless adventures the city has to offer.
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