I have been baby-waring my DD since she was born, now 19 months. This is the first time I have put her in the carriage for a long walk. (Rarely do I put her in it, mostly for things I can't do when she is tied to me, like buying shirts) It was so hot this weekend my father convinced me we would be too hot. I just wanted to say that I felt so distant! She was so far below me, I could only see the top of her head. I couldn't feel her, touch or tickle her. I couldn't talk to her like I am used to. I couldn't walk back and forth with her, touching flowers together and such, I had to stay on the pavement and not stray at will. Even if I were to roll her up to a tree, it would be awkward to maneuverer in such a way to allow her to touch it. I couldn't sing to her humming lightly in her ear, she wouldn't hear me from so far away and I would feel uncomfortable singing in public in a loud voice. I felt so far apart! I hadn't even noticed I was doing all of those things and I really missed them when I couldn't. I feel so bad for babies and their parents who are missing out on this wonderful option for connection.
Steps and potholes were a constant bother and constraint. I was limited, and could not go where I pleased.
I really needed to connect, I tried, uncomfortably to walk beside the carriage, at least to be next to her, but the carriage would not co-operate.
DD, for one, was happy to be in the carriage, she felt closed in and safe
there. I don't want her to have that artificial closed in safe feeling. I want her feeling of safety to be real. Not from being isolated by plastic and metal. To me she looked almost catatonic, the way she stared in a dazed kind of way and would barely respond to me. To me it seems that most babies in carriages look like they are staring into space with blank looks. Twice she raised her hands above her head to feel me, and I stopped to hold her hand.
Okay, so we weren't as hot, and when we got there she could continue sleeping in the carriage, she usually wakes up when I transfer her from the baby-carrier to a bed. But still, I think I would rather be hot.
Steps and potholes were a constant bother and constraint. I was limited, and could not go where I pleased.
I really needed to connect, I tried, uncomfortably to walk beside the carriage, at least to be next to her, but the carriage would not co-operate.
DD, for one, was happy to be in the carriage, she felt closed in and safe
there. I don't want her to have that artificial closed in safe feeling. I want her feeling of safety to be real. Not from being isolated by plastic and metal. To me she looked almost catatonic, the way she stared in a dazed kind of way and would barely respond to me. To me it seems that most babies in carriages look like they are staring into space with blank looks. Twice she raised her hands above her head to feel me, and I stopped to hold her hand.
Okay, so we weren't as hot, and when we got there she could continue sleeping in the carriage, she usually wakes up when I transfer her from the baby-carrier to a bed. But still, I think I would rather be hot.