Don't look at me like I'm a queer for carrying my baby in a wrap. I'm a war veteran.

Before Noah was born Brooke started talking about Baby Wearing. At that point in time I thought it was some sort of gypsy thing. After researching it I discovered the Sleepy Wrap. It looked pretty cool and got good reviews so I ordered Brooke one. It wasn't until several months later until I actually thought about putting it on.

I had come home from a long day at work, Brooke was school, Noah was fussy, and I had to make dinner. After several failed attempts to cheer him up I decided to try the sleepy wrap. To my surprise he immediately got quiet. Not only was I able to cook dinner but I was also able to vacuum before he woke up. I was instantly a fan. During Noah's first year I carried him in it several times and each and every time it was a success.

Fast forward a couple of years and Belle is born. Brooke went down to Orlando to run the Disney Half Marathon when Belle was 4 months old and I stayed home with the kids. One day while she was gone I had to go to Wal-Mart and I figured the easiest thing to do would be to grab the sleepy wrap. Anyway, the kids and I are now walking around Wal-Mart running errands and I was getting the strangest looks from everyone. Eventually we get to the back of the store and my temper has already started to rise. It was then that I was confronted by two old women; one of which thankfully informed me that my baby was suffocating. Can you believe it? I almost killed my baby! Thank god she told me!

Anyway, I was pissed but I still had the piece of mind to tell her to mind her own business. So off we went to get Noah some Claritin. Thats when it happened. This tooth missing, mullet sporting piece of white trash approached me. (example below)


This guy leans in towards me and says, "You've got a lot of balls to be out like that in public. I wouldn't dare be caught doing something like that." I've got to admit I was so shocked that it took me a second to compose myself. I quickly ran through a list of responses in my head. Once I realized that it wouldn't be smart to attack someone in Wal-Mart with Belle strapped to my chest, I informed him that I was a former Marine and an OIF veteran and didn't give two shits what he thought.

Moral of the story is that appearances can be deceiving.
For newborns, I would recommend the Sleepy Wrap: http://www.sleepywrap.com/ For bigger kids, I would recommend the BobaWrap:
http://www.bobababycarrier.com/