Parents With Prams - I've Joined Them!

Before I had Jimmy, I used to look at designated parents car parking with disgust! I thought why the hell should people with revolting little rug rats get parking spots all to themselves?!? I mean, come on, why are they so special and why couldn't I, the modern, funky gal about town, get my own designated bay?!!? After all, I was a woman on a mission WHO WAS VERY BUSY with no time to waste.

Well hasn't my attitude changed. When I first started using the 'Parents With Prams' car spots, I felt rather privileged and for some reason all giggly. While other people were circling around in frustration, I could cruise right into a spot! But the newness and novelty has quickly changed. I now see it as my right. After all, I am a mother, a parent to my son and I have a pram with a baby in it - SO MOVE IT!!!!!!!!!

And my goodness, if there isn't a spot, don't I become a raging beast! And low and behold ANYONE who tries to park their car without a suitable child (must be of pram pushing age) and contraption (none of those baby pouches please!)

But as a friend recently pointed out, while the bays are close to the door, they're often on the small side and not that great from a trolley return perspective. Maybe that explains my recent collection of scrapes and car door dints....