Down the Rabbit Hole

I recently sold a whole bunch of stuff - to fund a new woven wrap. I swore I wouldn't become involved with this obsession. I just knew if I started, I would fall deep into the rabbit hole. I resisted for a few months, watching the other moms in my babywearing group wrap their littles with their gorgeous wovens. I said to myself, "I'm an SSC girl.  I have no patience for wovens."

I had purchased a jersey wrap (Gypsymama Hybrid Stretch) when I was pregnant with V, but it wasn't for me. It only came in one size and was very long for me. I tried it a few times when V was a squish, but couldn't get into it. Then, at our October meeting I became inspired to try again, and pulled out that crazy long wrap. And I just loved the squishy close cuddles I got. Sigh. I was hooked.

I remembered some of the moms talking about a sale on Pavo Hearts. Sale? I can't resist sale. It was a seconds sale, but I didn't care. As long as it was safe and functional. So onto the Pavo site I went, and a few minutes later, my first woven was ordered. I waited [not so] patiently for my fluff to arrive. And a few days later... love...

I immediately knew I needed another. I had fallen. Hard. A few weeks later, and I am awaiting two more wraps. One was supposed to arrive today.
I was nursing baby V so she would nap and heard a knock on the door. Damn, the mail was early! I hoped he'd leave it on the doorstep, but signature required.
Which means I'll be at the post office at 9am on the dot tomorrow.

With a baby on my lap.

I don't really know what I'm doing. I've tried at this blogging thing before but, well, they've been less than successful. I've never really been good at this. You should see how many "journals" I bought and never wrote more than a few pages in. And now this - blogging - is supposed to be for the whole world to see, but I don't really think anyone would find anything I say interesting, except for maybe my future self and my mom.

Baby V is 5 months old and is currently sleeping in my lap even though I've already put her down in her side-carred crib twice already. This is because she will not sleep unless she is touching me in some sort of way.It was in my broken co-sleeping sleep that the idea of this blog came to me a few days ago. Although she is number 4, I somehow had time in the last few months of my pregnancy to research baby-wearing. I wore the others - the twins in first a Bjorn (the gateway drug) and then an Ergo. With A I decided to try a Moby but she hated it and I wasn't really a fan, so she got an Ergo sport, which was used sparingly after we both overheated in the hot June sun while picking strawberries with 2 year old twin toddlers. I had no idea that it was the infant insert that made it unbearable, or that were other options.

So, here we are in month #5 with baby #4, and thanks to my pregnant research and the moms in my babywearing group, I have a Tula and am on my way to building my woven stash. I'm really new at wrapping but am loving it, so I thought that it would be fun to start chronicling my wrapping adventures here.

So you might think what's up with the whole crunchy geeky thing? Well - I love science. I am a former science teacher.I believe in peer-reviewed journals. (Not the fake ones I read about today on IFLS) However... a lot of people would call me crunchy. I babywear. I cloth diaper. I breastfeed. I believe in baby-led weaning.

I told T earlier today I wanted to tie-dye and he asked me if I  was a hippie. I shrugged and said I guess I'm not all that far off.