Wheels for the bubs

Uppababy Vista

Picking a stroller has to be the one thing that had Mr Thick all excited. He wasn’t too concerned about the steriliser, nor did he care much about the type of mattress our little man was going to sleep on.

But the stroller, ah, that was a different story.

Maybe it’s the whole chariot parallel. You know, men are chuffed when it comes to picking out a car and therefore, the same level of excitement goes into selecting a ride for the kid.

We went to many, many places to check out the different brands, based on the recommendations of friends. Some swear by Maclaren while others proclaim Combi to be the best.

“Peg Perego!” declared a friend of Mr Thick’s. “We have one and we love it.”

But somehow, none of the ones that we saw and played around with caught our eye.

There were a few things that I knew I wanted in the stroller: it has to be reversible (because I don’t like the idea of having a tiny baby into the seat facing out into the big bad world by himself), easy to manoeuvre, allows me to push with one hand, big basket, high seat, washable covers, large sunshade etc. But the main criteria that drove my purchase was growth.

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