Morning Commute

Ah, the classic morning commute with a little one in tow—where every second counts, and somehow, you’re always one sock short. If you take the train, brace yourself for the peak-hour crush. Even the politest commuters turn into efficient sardines, and squeezing in with a child can feel like playing Tetris on hard mode. If you’re VERY lucky, someone will offer a seat; if not, well, balance training it is.