When I first had the big kid, I had a myriad of things that I could NOT LIVE WITHOUT. These were the items that I would SWEAR by, convince all of my friends they needed for their kids, buy for ANYONE who needed them. And to be honest, only a few of them changed between Kid #1 and Kid #2. These were and are my absolute favorite things, the things that kept me sane, kept my kids sleeping, kept my dignity intact and made me realize that holy crap, I was on this crazy ride called parenthood and it was a little late to get off.
From now until Friday, I’ll be telling you all about these things that I can’t live without and at the end of the week? Be prepared for a MONSTER giveaway. Like huge. Like, I’m so so excited to be able to give it to you… stay tuned.
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No one warns you that when you have a kid, you will literally NEVER be separated from them. That those first precious months, when your little cherub is so small and needy, you will yearn to put them down and instead they will give you that look, that look that says, BITCH PUHLEEZE… If you put me down I will peel paint with the shrill nature of my screams.
Sigh. So you put away that daydream(??) you had of making the bed, or unloading the dishwasher, pick them back up and go about your day. Or rather, you’ll stare longingly at things that you really do need to have two hands for… cleaning? Making dinner? Going to the bathroom?
When you only have one kid, it’s perfectly acceptable to ignore your bodily functions and sit on the couch with your new baby and stare lovingly at them, memorizing their tiny features. Their perfect hands and feet, those eyes, the eyes that look right into your soul and say, “You are my mom”.
Screw the laundry, you’re BONDING!
Enter child #2 (or more) and you might have a 3 year old tapping on your leg, saying, “Mom, I’m HUNGRY. FEEEEEED Me.” Or “Play baseball with me Mama”, or “I have no clean clothes for school tomorrow… get off your butt and DO SOME LAUNDRY WOMAN!” (What, yours isn’t as pushy as mine? Lucky.)
Enter the baby carrier. Now, baby wearing isn’t a hugely new phenomenon. I believe women have been strapping children to their bodies in the hopes of getting something done for ummm, I’d say about 1000 years, so you know, it isn’t so mind boggling that it works. And this time around, with the Peanut AND the Big Kid, I have been wearing her pretty much since the get-go.
Both the first time and this time MY baby wrap of choice for a Little is the Moby.
I always loved how snuggly they were in it. I loved how easy it was once I figured it out. (There is DEFINITELY a learning curve) I LOVED how protected they were when we were out and about during cold and flu season, or on the airplane. Hell I love that I went on a hike and nursed the whole time in it.
Trust me when I say, I wear this thing ALL.THE.TIME.
So imagine how happy I was when I heard that Moby has a new carrier? The Moby Go is made for bigger kids, starting around 15 pounds and has all of the support you need to carry up to a 45 pound-er. (Don’t laugh, I’ve totally done it). It has wide straps, a waist belt that snaps and all the comfort of the original Moby. It even has a hood and a pouch for storing all of your mom essentials… Like money for Starbucks.
But seriously, whatever you choose to use… wear your baby. Because there’s nothing like getting back to our roots and wearing a barnacle.
Did you wear your baby? What kind of fun things did YOU do with your little spider monkey strapped on??
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Check out my other favorite things for new moms! Your pregnant friends are gonna need these things… trust me.
My Favorite Things :: Day 2 :: How to Avoid Showing Boob
My Favorite Things :: Day 3 :: Gross Things You’ll Do as a Parent
My Favorite Things :: Day 3 (Part 2):: So You’ve Got a Sick Kid
My Favorite Things :: Day 4 :: Fluffy Butts Are Cool
My Favorite Things :: Day 5 :: The Harlem Bounce
For the record, I approached Moby about this giveaway and they were kind enough to provide me with the MobyGo to give to you. All of my experiences and feelings about their completely KICKASS products are my own and unbiased.