18 January 2011
On me. Close to my heart, or a breast. Not for long, but she sleeps.
She sleeps on my back and my hands are free. She is cocooned and the pinch in my back and the burning in my arms is fading.
She sleeps, but only when I walk with purpose. She stirs when I am still or slow down. Just like she did when she was inside.
She sleeps and that is how we get things done. And the owlets help their babies sleep too. It's not the only place she sleeps, but I think it's my favourite.
When big owlet was born, I remember nervously placing her in the Baby Bjorn carrier and feeling like we were stealing her when we left the hospital. I had visions of serenely doing the shopping or gardening with babe attached. Sadly that carrier was so uncomfortable for us both, that never happened. She wobbled all over the place and my shoulders! Ouch! When little owlet arrived I discovered the hug-a-bub and ring slings. Later I wrapped her up. Now, with tiny owlet, I reckon we've got it sussed. My beautiful Storchenweige woven wrap and Kozy mei tai should give us plenty of options until she no longer needs to be carried. Whenever that may be.
Some food for thought on baby carriers:
Infant Carriers and Spinal Stress
Considerations When Buying a Baby Carrier or Baby Sling