No don't eat that,
Inappropriate items cause instant smiles,
No don't touch that,
Then you're off like a shot,
Heading straight for danger!
Man you are exhaustingly adorable.
Oh what the hell do I do now?
No one here to instruct me,
There hasn't been yet.
How are we doing this?
This month's Sanity Saver which is a tie between Caboo +organic and the Lillebaby Complete Original because both baby carriers were use(d) equally but at different stages in Peaches' life. First off, I feel I want to reiterate that I am not sponsored and that Sanity Savers is more of a personal logging.
During the first few months of becoming parents we used the Caboo +organic to carry the little one in. This allowed me some freedom to move about with her sleeping snuggly against me - in doors and out. The caboo places the child against the body in the frog position as opposed to attaching the carrier against you. We tried this on before buying, liked that it felt like wearing a tee shirt and that it fit our larger frames (the non-organic carriers in this same line did not fit us).
But then she started moving around more and we needed something sturdier.
We both really enjoyed having her against us inside the carrier, so we did some research and ended up buying the Lillebaby before trying it out. Lucky for us we both took to it right away. It fit both of us, the material was comfortable and feels more like a cotton back pack. Currently we still us this (it is what I use trekking into London solo on occasion).
Both are invaluable Sanity Savers!
There has been a lot of head banging in our home life recently.
Actively because who doesn't enjoy dancing around the house to music? Well, we do and recently we've been laying down some jazzy-robotic-head banging moves to our repertoire. (Thanks in part to Christine and the Queens!)
Emotionally because in light of some overwhelming ignorant judgement calls. I mean, how do you even? I didn't see this coming about. Is it our own fault for not forecasting the trend beforehand? A warning to everyone else? (Clunk, clunk, clunk against the wall).
Physically as Peaches is learning to move about independently. Trying to crawl, trying to stand, trying to walk and all on her unsure appendages. (She just needs to learn how to fall appropriately).
As I was doing the first two they distracted me just enough to allow baby-girl to do the last one. She rolled off the bed, I swooped her up and ran to the kitchen to get an ice pack. I turned to open the fridge and CLUNK! I banged her head on the doorframe.
A week later and I'm almost over the gut-churning guilt of that.
Nice one mama!
Not an instructional blog but the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth - so help me Mom.