I completely forgot.
I forgot how wearing a baby, or toddler, can calm a situation. It had slipped my mind for the past month or so how much I could get done at home if I was wearing one of my little ones.
Maybe it was because my beloved Ergo was stashed in the car, and every time I wanted to use it inside... it was ten degrees outside... and my mei tai was in my closet somewhere hidden behind boxes of Christmas decorations and gifts.
This morning, I remembered.
With a clear shot to the beautiful handmade {by my mother} carrier that I caught a glimpse of over the weekend as I stored decorations, I dawned the fabric, and wore Paige. Within minutes, I remembered.
And I got a lot done. With little fuss, and lots of snuggles.
And even though her stash no longer includes a pacifier, she carried whatever was precious to her, as I carried one of my precious babes.
With her long lashes brushing my chest, and her fingers clasped around her dolly we moved quietly and swiftly through chores today.
