Now that we have the new daycare schedule, with the children at home in the mornings and at daycare during the afternoon, I tend to run the majority of my errands alone. This way, the probability of forgetting something is much smaller than usual. Although, I must confess that in my current hormonal state I always tend to forget something. But I digress.
Almost every day, I have to go grocery shopping. I don’t plan for the week, and prefer to buy smaller quantities and go to the store more often. However, there is one thing I need to buy in bulk, and that is milk. While I am not much of a milk drinker, and my children can only drink so much milk, my husband is a real milk monster. He consumes quantities of milk that scare me. My marriage practically depends on whether there is enough milk in the fridge, and I am damned if there isn’t.
So, I have to go buy lots of milk. And how do I carry these huge milk bottles? In plastic bags? No. In a backpack on my back? No! I don’t cycle and I don’t drive, so I had to come up with a solution that would be easy on my back. And when I found it, the simplicity of said solution blew my mind.
You see, I am a parent. And what does every parent have that can manage big weights without breaking said parent’s spine? A STROLLER. Simple and brilliant at the same time, isn’t it? A stroller has lots of space, wheels, and can be pushed so your spine can relax. It is so perfect.
But not everybody is so convinced. When I take my stroller grocery shopping, I get weird looks, people laugh at me and occasionally ask me whether I forgot my children. This is not a very polite question to ask a stranger, is it? And I wish I had a better answer. For example, I could pretend to panic and thank the kind person for telling me because I obviously haven’t noticed that my children went missing. I would love to see the look on their faces.
But I don’t do that. Instead, I calmly explain that the children are at daycare and that I’m just grocery shopping and I take the stroller so I don’t have to carry all that stuff with me. But if there’s one thing people associate with strollers it’s children, and they can’t deal with an empty stroller! Imagine the horror! A stroller without children inside! Because it is such a bad thing that a woman can go grocery shopping WITHOUT her children, while shamelessly reminding everybody that does have children, they're just not with her? Oh, the nerve!
I can’t think of a better answer to these people, so I’m using my blog as a platform to vent. Thank you blog for being there when I need you, and for allowing me my occasional rant about certain people. Yes, older gentlemen at Hoogvliet, I’m looking at you. Yes, older lady in the Reformhuis, I’m looking at you. Would you rather I carry all of these things in my hands? Would that be funnier to watch?
So, we have a deal. You get your entertainment, and I get to keep my spine healthy. But it would be much nicer if you weren’t so entertained by this situation, because clearly I am not. But since I don’t really care about what you think, I’ll just let it slip and confess this to thousands of people on the Internet. You won’t read this blog anyway.