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I created this blog because I wanted to keep a journal for my baby to read some day. It is written to the baby, and for the baby, but it is also little indulgent so that I can forever remember what this crazy and miraculous process was like. These entries will go in the baby book, but I also wanted to share with any family and friends who wish to read. Many live so far away, and I wanted to give them the opportunity to share in my experience from afar (mom). So read at your leisure, and please enjoy.

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Meet Bob

The beautiful BOB 2016 Revolution Flex.
Complete with the Chicco KeyFit 30 Zip Infant car seat.
Bring on the baby!
Dear Baby Girl,

Behold, Bob the Jogger. Someday, in the near future, when I am sweating pushing you on mile two of a four mile run (a run I can’t cut short because it is an “out-and-back” and I am already two miles away from home), and struggling with every heavy painful step because I’m grossly out of shape, I will curse the day that I was excited about this stroller. But for now… I am SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS STROLLER!

Courtesies of Grandma Tracy, this will be your chariot for our adventures. A beastly behemoth, Bob is all-terrain, rugged, and ready to roll. Bob was one of those situations where I researched extensively, and then just settled on the top brand—wasting my own time and energy. BUT, I am not disappointed so far. After your dad put it together, I took it for a little spin around the house, and it glides with a smoothness akin to your own bottom.

I plan to take you to the monuments in this stroller, on (flat) hikes, to the beach, to the fireworks, and for every run I go on once you are big enough for it to be safe. I intend to run the Pittsburgh Marathon in May (as part of a relay team… let’s not get totally 26-mile crazy here) and I will be taking you on my runs to train for it. As my mother says, and her mother before her, you need to get outside to “get the stink out of your pants.” Who knows? Perhaps your dad will even take you for a leisurely jog, and you will succeed where I failed to get him to go for a run with me at all, ever.

We’re getting closer and closer to the day this stroller will no longer be empty!

Love,

Mom

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