Buying a stroller these days is like buying a car. First off, you have to consider your
family: one, two, or more kids? Lifestyle: urban or suburban? Mall rat or
Jogger? Options: Sun canopy? Nap-friendly
recline? Handbrake or footbrake? Telescoping handle? Rain shield? Then, there’s the most important part:
the price tag. What happened to
the ubiquitous plain-Jane umbrella stroller of our childhood? These days a fancy stroller could put
you back $200 on the low end, to more than $1K on the high end. Can anyone say Buga-who?
With our first, I was content with the City Mini—it was like
my Toyota: affordable, reliable, good enough for those Cambridge
cobblestones. Plus it had that
genius one-handed quick-fold. We
looked at the shiny uber-fancy Uppa Baby Vista for comparison, but were turned
off when even our salesperson couldn’t figure out how to fold it.
Then came our little Miss last spring, We’ve held back on
the inevitable: the double stroller. Been carrying her around in the ergo, in
deep denial. Last weekend we bit the bullet and lugged the family to that high-end stroller haven Magic Beans. We crossed off the side-by-side strollers given our neighborhood’s
narrow sidewalks, made even narrower by tree roots or by the clutter of
recycling bins on trash day.
Because we opted for an all-terrain stroller, we were left to test-drive
two (equally pricey) contenders: the City Select and Phil & Teds Explorer.
First: P&T’s. Our oldest called shotgun; little Miss
looked a bit lost and forlorn in the back “second seat.” She was really given
the shaft there. Still, we loved
the P&T’s handling and cushy air tires. A bit like driving my husband’s civic—compact and
peppy. But there was a space
issue: we realized later that we’d risk banging her in the head if we hung the
diaper bag from the stroller handles, and there would be very little room to
stow a diaper bag or anything else given her legs would be in the stroller basket.
Second: City Select.
We put the kids facing each other.
Lots of giggles ensued. We tried tandem stadium seating, both kids
facing out. Everybody looked
happy, enjoying the view. Still,
less assured handling, a little like driving a big SUV. Not bad at all as we went around a
typical Cambridge block, but not as easy as P&Ts. But boy, that stroller
basket could carry a ton of stuff, diaper bag and more…not unlike an SUV.
Though we were dragging our feet all the way to the store,
the test drives ended up being tons of fun. The kids looked so cute together, especially in the City
Select. But when it came time to
make a decision, we were left scratching our heads. So I looked into the
crystal ball called google. And
came upon pages and pages and pages of online discussions singing the praises
of each stroller…and others poo-pooing each of them in turn. I literally spent HOURS surfing the
web, searching for the definitive answer hidden like tea leaves in those
amazon.com reviews.
Why was I having such a hard time? Usually I am the queen of
gut decision-making—those pro versus con lists never really help me. And I am
an old pro when it comes to shopping.
Just ask my husband. But this time, I was truly stumped.
Ultimately, I realized that it wasn’t about the stroller at
all. Both are fancy, fully-loaded strollers. The kids would be all right in
either. This was really about
me. I was looking for the
dream—the idea that if I bought the perfect
stroller, it would solve any double trouble. I have this dream of being
impeccably coiffed, manicured, and fashionably dressed (no mom jeans!), sipping
my latte on a sunny day, “strolling” around with two content young children on
the way to our playdate. When the
reality is, I’ll probably be a bit bleary-eyed on the way to the park, with a
coffee stain on my old khakis (having just spilled my coffee when the stroller went
over those tree roots), all the while stopping every ten seconds to play flight
attendant to two small hungry beings, distributing goldfish and sippy cups to
keep the peace.
Well, in that case, I’ll take the City Select. Better to have a lot of room to stow
the said provisions to keep the troops happy. Still, even with those inevitable
bumps ahead, I hope there will also be a little of that spirit of our initial
test drive, giggles and all. That
was double happiness.








