Baby-wearing Georgia is my saving grace when I need two hands and is a sure-fire way to calm her down. It is a rather amazing bonding experience, too. I love feeling the rise and fall of her breath and leaning down to kiss the top of her head. I have to wrap the Moby super tight if I anticipate her sleeping because she'll wiggle down and get herself into a traverse position like she was in the womb--old habits die hard!
She can be completely covered and kept warm (a man stopped me once and asked in disbelief, "Is there a child in there??") or face out with arms and legs dangling. Now that she can hold her head up, she faces out during our walks and loves the fresh air. Me, too! It zonks her out!
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