They as in strollers.
With P being over 19 months old now I have grown accustomed to working. We have a routine, it works, heck I even have a side business. So being away from her is something I have grown used to (and often enjoy)! When I was in San Francisco I would see strollers all the time and it didn't phase me. But there is something about being in my town at all the places I go to post 5pm or on weekends that it suddenly felt like 100 strollers rolled over me.
I was envious of the mom who's kid was crying in Target at noon. I was envious of the group of ladies having a playdate. And while athletic clothes are not my go to - I was envious of all the elastic waistbands surrounding me. So.much.leisure.wear.
I really don't think the grass is greener on the other side. It's green where you water it. So tomorrow after I walk to work (and inevitably pass a stroller or two) I will say hello with a nod of my head and just know that all my bathroom breaks today will be nothing but bliss. Silver linings right?