Last week in Baby-Wearing in Las Vegas Part 1 I wrote about finding and buying the Mei Tai.
That carrier is the very reason I fell in love with baby-wearing. Here is the reason why: That carrier gave me more freedom then I had had since my son was born.
You see, nursing didn’t come easy to me, and once we finally corrected his lazy latch, things still weren’t “easy”. My son was constantly, on/off/on/off… leaving me exposed. Nursing under a cover would upset him; he had to see what was going on in the world.
So nursing out in public was uncomfortable to say the least. While I have never disapproved or been uncomfortable around women who can nurse with no cover, no worry of being exposed, that was never something I could do. (I wish I was more comfortable.)
If we were out, I needed to know there was a place for me to nurse my son, I can’t tell you how many times I have nursed in a fitting room, or the backseat of my own car (in the dead of summer air cranked, sweating my butt off…) or beseeching my hubs to hold a blanket up while I got my son latched.
And then I got my Mei Tai. Once I got the hang of the front carry, I took to the Internet looking for instructions on how to do the back-carry. But what I found was instructions for how to breastfeed in the Mei Tai.
It was so simple. I immediately picked up my son, and tried it. (Okay, not immediately, but when he was ready to eat the next time…) I latched him on, and he went to town. I then threw on a nursing cover, and stood in front of the mirror, and loved what I was seeing. NOTHING. Nothing was exposed! I could nurse in public, and no one would be the wiser!
I took my son to a Baby Bonanza not to long after that, and I would be holding conversations with people and they had no clue what was going on. And those who figured it out (Squish would inevitably make some sort of coo, or want to be moved to the other side.) were so impressed that I was nursing that whole time and they had no clue.
I felt free. I no longer said no to staying out longer than a few hours, or worried about where I would hide to feed my son. I have breastfed in the airport, in an airplane, at an outdoor festival, at family events, in the mall of America, in the park, in museums, and so many more places all while wearing my baby. It really changed my life with my infant.
Now one major note. While learning to breastfeed in a carrier was the tipping point for me, I have friends who love baby-wearing and don’t nurse. They love it for so many reasons. Some had colic-y babies who cried, but when they were being worn, they were happy as clams. Others who every time they tried to get something done around the house, their child would melt down. Carriers have been lifesavers for them as well. Still other friends love baby-wearing simply for the bonding time it gives them.
Next week I will share the top ten reasons I love baby-wearing, and the week after that I will have a special guest poster vlogging about her Moby!
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