When I first became a mom, I was positively stunned by the price of strollers. Did you know they can cost more than a thousand dollars? I mean what the hell. The variety of functionalities was also intensely confusing to the point where my brain rejected all stroller information. Luckily we had received a hand-me-down from some generous friends, and I happily used it for nearly the first two years of Frida’s life. Then I panicked before a cross-country trip on my own with Frida and bought a CityMini jogger stroller I found on Craigslist for $120 because I read that they were easier to navigate using just one hand. It turned out the front wheel was a nightmare to fold up, and the stroller was awkward and heavy. An incident in which Frida toddled rapidly down the jetway away from me as I struggled to fold up the stroller sealed my distain for traveling with that monster (though I still use it for walks at the beach).
So for my Thanksgiving visit home last week, I decided to by a cheap, lightweight stroller that folded up super easily. I bought “The First Years Jet Stroller, City Chic” for $50, and it’s perfect. Folding it takes two seconds, it weighs 11 pounds, it’s black, and it comes with a (kinda flimsy but that’s OK) cup holder. It’s not from Germany or Sweden, it doesn’t have a mysteriously cute name with double vowels, and I don’t care. It was easy at the airport, it tolerated my hanging various objects from it, and Frida fell asleep in it. So, hallelujah.