I’m so sorry I judged you…

You know how every once in a while you see some kid who is way too big to be in a stroller getting pushed down the sidewalk. And at that moment you think, why the hell is that kid in a stroller, he is way too big to be getting a free ride. And you also think, that kid is going to be so obese one day because his parents clearly don’t make him exercise enough. Bad parents, bad bad parents.

Well to all of those parents with big kids in strollers, I would like to say, “I am so very sorry for ever judging you.”

This morning we caved. We were going to walk to the playground. As we started to put our 2yo into the stroller for the walk, the 4yo dove in for the seat.

“Mommy my tummy hurts.”

“Mommy, my legs hurt.”

“Mommy, I’m so tired.”

As we pulled him out of the stroller (which has a ride on platform for when he’s tired of walking) he began to whine even more vehemently.

That’s when we caved and pulled out the other stroller. We walked both of them to the park, big kid overflowing out of all sides of the stroller, and I felt profoundly ashamed.

Who was I to judge other parents of big kids in strollers (POBKIS)? At what point did they break? How long did it take for them to cave in? Let’s face it, sometimes you just want to get to the park.

I’m not ready to take pride in becoming on of the POBKIS crowd, but let me tell you, it was the quickest, least painful walks to the park that we’ve had in a long time.



About dirtyrottenparenting

I'm a parent of two lovely (most of the time) children. I work full time out of the home and I don't cook well, bake, sew, or do crafty things. I keep my high heels and jewelry at my office because there's no point in having them at home.
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13 Responses to I’m so sorry I judged you…

  1. Teresa Cleveland Wendel says:

    That’s kind of like pushing an empty stroller because halfway to the park, the little one wants you to carry him.

  2. My daughter is almost 4 1/2 and tall for her age. The only time I ever get any real exercise any more is with her along with the dog, So in order to get any sort of workout I need to put her in the stroller, or our whole walk lasts about 10 minutes. My husband comments often that she’s too big. I don’t know what else to do! Ack! 🙂 I so get what you mean though!

  3. I think the rule is–if you’ve ever judged another parent for anything (especially before you had kids!), the universe will take note and ensure you get to experience THAT particular thing from the other side! I remember pushing a napping 6 (6! but he was sleeping! What was I supposed to do?) and 4 year-old in a giant double-stroller. Like you said, sometimes, you’ve just got to get to the park. To the store. Back home. Somehow…

    • Finnella says:

      I agree. The universe sends you these situations so you can learn how little you knew. There were plenty of things I said I’d never did that I caved on. I wish our younger son had been willing to ride in a stroller a while longer. He hated the thing and always wanted to be carried. Unfortunately he wanted to be carried everywhere for about two years after he got too big for me to carry him for more than a few minutes. My husband was quite the trooper.

    • Sigh, you had me at 6 year old napping!

  4. CJ says:

    Ha ha! I dog my ex all the time for putting our 8 year old in a stroller. I mean, she’s eight! I understand there are circumstances a stroller is totally the best option…but she is EIGHT!

    • Okay, so I may still get a little judgy about an 8 year old in the stroller… I figure I can always apologize for that down the road if my kids need strollers at that age.

      • CJ says:

        Oh, there is no “need”, judge away! He has “I’m infertile, so I’m going to treat my 8 year old like a baby forever.” God gave her an extra chromosome, but he also gave her two perfectly good legs!

  5. sillyliss says:

    I never even thought about the “bad” aspects of an older kid riding in a stroller. We don’t really use our stroller, EVER, actually, but when we make our yearly homage to the motherland (Portland, Oregon), my mom pops out the two-kid stroller and my 4 year old and 2 year old ride along MOST of the time. I can’t even picture how long it would take to get anywhere downtown, with all the ups and downs of hills, if we had to wait for Emilia to walk. And someone the kids aren’t obese quite yet.

    Now, I will admit to judging the people with their kids on the leashes….and that is one that the universe gave back to me, because when Emilia was two, she wanted to walk EVERYWHERE, and downtown Portland made me VERY nervous for a non-city kid. So I put her on the monkey backpack. She loved it. I felt like she couldn’t get too far away from me and give me a heart attack. And the universe laughed heartily.

  6. I just can’t stand it when they walk a block and then sit down and scream for the stroller because they are “SOOOO TIRED!” but then they can flat out run for an hour at the park.

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