Babywearing

Edward is one of those babies that does not like to be put down. And so I have had to buy a sling. Which is good because I get my arms back. But I wish he’d just go to bed already. Clearly he thinks a warm, soft bed with gently blissful sleep is overrated. But he’s a baby: he has everything to learn.

But he looks so cute in it that I think they should be issued to every mother as she leaves the hospital, because who wouldn’t want a baby that looks like this:

There’s a reason why the first three months are called the fourth trimester and this is it, only the bump is a little higher and it’s on the outside.

(I bought red because I wanted to make a statement about my babywearing earthmama-ishness. And also because that’s the only colour the shop sold.)

I haven’t had to use the bathroom with it on yet, but I’m thinking I might have to.