In case you can’t quite make out what this picture is, it is the busted valve stem from the inner tube inside the rear wheel of our double stroller. It is the second valve stem I have busted in as many days. I broke this one this morning as I was hustling to get the kids out the door and to school. We were already running late – its the first day back after Spring break and we were moving pretty slowly – all of us dragging our heals at the prospect of returning to our routines. There wasn’t so much a feeling of dread in the air – just melancholy at the fact our pretty fun time together as a family was coming to a very definitive end point – at least for a little while.
Anyway – last night I broke the valve stem on a friend’s bicylce as I was trying to pump up the tire in my driveway. And this morning, it was the stroller tire – or, more specifically, the valve stem on the inner tube that had been waiting to be replaced for two weeks and that Hil and I finally coordinated our crazy Saturday schedule for her to be able to pick me up a new one just 24hours before I broke it. I suppose I could blame the breaks on a number of things – the cold for one – I should have pumped them up inside – but in reality – I was rushing to do the job both times I made this mistake and I know that the universe is trying to tell me to slow down. A valuable reminder as there is a ton going on right now – not just in terms of going back to school after March break but in terms of big life decisions to make about careers and summer camps and child care arrangements – and I need to remember to take it one thing at a time. And apparently, I need to be reminded of that fairly often!
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