The latest news about potentially restricting strollers on the TTC upsets me not only as a mom, but also as a proud Torontonian, and as a fellow human being. Imagine if this stroller limit were to pass, what kind of Pandora's box would we be opening, what "inconvenience" would be next? People in wheelchairs, or on crutches? Women carrying numerous grocery bags?
Not only are buses not designed for strollers (especially folded up), our culture is not designed for it either. People on buses and the Skytrain are not very friendly. They don't appreciate anyone who is not fully compact with those annoying backpacks and totally tuned out on their iPods. Anyone with wheelchairs, bikes, packages or babies are considered an infringement on their right to travel without acknowledging those around them.
Strollers, ironically, come with a lot of baggage. These days, they can cost upwards of $1,000 and are seen as symbols of status and sources of derision. They even comprise their own battle division in the Mommy Wars. My wife may have loved our stroller, but she felt a lot of hating from other moms, online and off.
Just when I thought the stroller landscape could get no brighter-coloured, bigger-wheeled, better-equipped, along comes the Origami. While women control the bulk of household spending, decisions about vehicles remain dominated by men. He may have a mini-van in the garage but he has the sports car of strollers -- little storage, lots of chrome and gadgets.
Instead of telling you what gifts you want for this Mother's Day, we thought we would instead show you three of the seventeen gifts you already have! As you open up those homemade cards and eat burnt toast in bed, take a moment to think about all the little things--the smiles, the hugs and the freshly picked bouquet of dandelions.