And I just remembered why I'm feeling so inept: my stroller's busted.

I think maybe only other city-dwelling Moms can appreciate what an absolute tragedy this is.

First one brake went. Then the other snapped right off. And this morning, the umbrella was all wobbly and crooked and sliding up and down because something that was supposed to be there holding it in place had broken.

The people at Babies R Us nicely restrained themselves from laughing in my face as I outlined the stroller's many problems, including a long plaint on how I'd bought it because it was supposed to be so damn well-constructed and sturdy. "You'll have to take it up with the people at Maclaren."

So that's what I'll do. But meanwhile, I had to buy a replacement.