In defense of a $900 stroller

Blogging is tough. I tell you what, since starting this blog I also started one for the gallery and sitting around trying to think of clever things to keep people interested in reading is no easy feat. I've struggled lately with this blog because everything I want to talk about is too polarizing: breastfeeding in public, dogs off leash in the city, and, of course, the rising costs associated with having a baby.

Can you believe that they can charge $900 for a stroller and get away with it? Furthermore, can you believe that people buy them? What's more, would you believe that Denver and I are considering being THOSE people? (stop nodding your heads up and down)

Here is the thing: we live in the city and what that means is a stroller (much like a large designer handbag), serves more as a full-time vehicle rather than just a basic functioning device. Consider this: schlepping up two flights of stairs with a 30lb bag of potatoes or a 20lb bag of potatoes at least twice a day, everyday, for 2 years. I'll go with the 20-pounder everytime, even if that means a huge ($900) premium. And did I mention the weight of that little bundle of joy that comes with those potatoes? My arms are going to be ripped out Madonna style. Do potatoes even come in bags that big, I wonder?

The stroller I speak of is the Bugaboo. Made famous on Sex and the City, it is now a staple for city dwellers. No stroller comes close in terms of weight, ease of use, or terrain maneuverability. We aren't hauling this thing from a garage to a Target to a suburban shopping mall, all via automobile. We're going from side walk to curb to tiny city grocery store to tiny city boutique to the lake front to the alley and back up the stairs to our apartment again.

So of course, I feel the need to justify this expense. I used to point and laugh at the people who bought these things. Now I point and ask, "How much you want for the stroller?"