Before C was born, everyone tried to convince me that there were things that I just wasn't going to do, no matter how much I wanted to. This included breast feeding, cloth diapering, co-sleeping...you get the drift. All those things that a crunchy mama does. Ironically enough, I did every one of them (probably cause I'm stubborn!!). I even got a little into baby wearing though not as much as I would have liked. But the other day, I decided to wear Z because I was busy and he was fussy with this darn cold he can't shake. It only lasted a minute because that kid is way too big for my pod like sling I have (note to self--take a baby wearing class with the next kid) I handed Z off to his dad and the backpack carrier. But the damage was done. C wanted to play with the sling and then she wanted her own. I finally fashioned one out of a little bit of white fabric I had left over from some curtains I put up in the old house.
She wore her baby the rest of the night...
(my mother in law is going to have a cow...I turned my baby crunchy and she is only 2!! LOVE IT!!)
My crunchy baby C