Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Speaking of Plastic Crap


I caved.
I always imagined I'd be toting Piper around in a carrier through the day. Here there and everywhere. But she's got a tall order if I want that to happen. I have to move.
Constantly.
No stopping, must move...I don't know if it was all that dancing while pregnant or what. Bouncy seat? Nope not enough movement, maybe later. For now it has to be swift, fierce movement. She sleeps most soundly when I vacuum and clean house while strapped to me or bounce on the yoga ball...but goodness don't stop. Until she's too hot, which usually happens within an hour. So we've been in a quandary because there is only so much intense movement one can do around the house everyday without loosing their mind and hurting their back. I didn't want a lot of plastic in the house, but alas my world has changed by the entry of a not so little device that makes Piper very VERY happy.
The Swing.....
She loves it.
She sleeps soundly and upon waking sits there happy as can be until she humors me for some carrier time. She even laughs in her sleep while swaying back and forth. Hasn't laughed while awake yet, but the swing gets her going pretty good in her dream state.
So who am I to argue.