it seems like with each of my kids i've had a favored carrier. right now it's the red sling. it's just a simple fleece pouch but it's so much more than that. it's often the first thing i put on in the morning and the last thing i take off at night(if i do take it off- i often fall asleep in it). i feel like with each addition to our family, i need my hands so much more. and i won't sacrifice time spent with the baby so i can achieve all other motherly tasks with the older ones. for instance, if the older ones are hungry, but so is the baby - i don't have to decide who's going to have to wait. i can feed one, while i prepare for the others.
i really love the sling. it's a symbol of love for me now. when i'm feeling low, i sometimes imagine God slinging me about in a pouch. it's not too theologically correct, but i like the feeling of it. where i need the sling because my back and arms ache to carry her everywhere and i have others to look after, He doesn't need the sling, because His arms are infinitely strong and He cares for us on a one-to-one basis all the time.
the poem "footsteps" should be subtitled, "God practices AP".
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I absolutely agree 100%.
Funny that you wrote such a post today. I, only today, made a new sling for us.
1. Need one anyway,
2. Makes it easy to have a soft comfy one for when Ezra comes.
We had been using all the ones that I had made before, and the blue fleece pouch you made us. However, as much as I feel I like other kinds of holders too, I am really attached to the "original" you made me in the beginning with T. I love the pillow-y coziness.
Thanks for that.
Oh Liz I love your words. god has given you such a gift of wisdom..You know I have been wearing babies for 15 years now :)love ya lisa
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