Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Tuesday Teething Tales

Eh, pay no mind to the title. After fighting with Flickr for over half an hour, finally giving up and switching over to PicMonkey for editing, and battling increasing levels of fatigue and distraction, I've spent the last thirty minutes delaying the start of this post for lack of a name.

Though I don't have too terribly much to say about the teething, other than that it stinks, both "teething" and "tales" start with "t," and today is Tuesday, so I let that little bit of alliteration decide things for me.

One thing I did discover about teething yesterday, however, is that cold celery is a useful tool to battle the discomfort that goes along with it.


I was absolutely thrilled with how big a hit it ended up being. Mia gnawed on that thing all through lunchtime, and napped soundly afterwards. If only I'd remembered to try it again today, perhaps she would have managed one stretch that lasted at least one hour.

Perhaps not.

At any rate, it's been a long day, and I've very little functioning brain cells left to finish this post, but I did manage to document a bit more babywearing experimentation at the tail-end of the day.

Mia and I tried out Robin's Hip Carry, which I had to modify a bit due to the length of my wrap. Normally, it ties directly under the bum, but I took the tails (after crossing them under her tush) and tied them around my waist instead, to gather up the extra length.


I fell in love with this carry right away. Arms in or out, Mia was calm and content, and I marveled at the fluidity with which I was able to move, even with her attached to me. Her position redistributed the bulk of her weight to my hip, which gave my arms and shoulders a much-appreciated break.

That is, until she decided to start leaning and looking around. Any movement she made away from my torso did put pressure on my shoulders, but not an unreasonable amount. If only she'd remained cuddled against me the whole time, I would hardly have felt her at all, but babies will be babies, right?


I just love that she loved it, too.