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The Magic Baby Bag

27th November 2008

Alice is currently asleep on my lap in what we call the Magic Baby Bag.

It’s on loan from my sweet CP, who testified to it’s magic powers with her daughter, Pearl, who is the same age as Lucy. CP said it was the only way she was able to eat a hot meal for months. Pearl love the comfort of being all womb-like, and the gentle pressure of the velcro straps seemed to calm any gassiness she may have been experiencing.

You can see Jen with Avery strapped into one here. She loved how it gave her two hands to wrangle Eirinn. You can see Pearl snuggled into the sling on a family trip to Ottawa when she was just under four weeks old.

I have to say: Yes, yes and yes.

Know that newborn witching hour between 5-8-ish p.m.? When the baby just cries and cries for no apparent reason, and nothing will soothe them? That doesn’t exist at Chez McDougall-Foster because of this sling. Eric may have to stand up and walk and eat his dinner, and I may have to watch I don’t bash her head against the counter while making said dinner, but Alice is quiet as a ~~mouse~~ warthog in it.

My Mom is fascinated by it, and has said many times she wishes she had something like this when I was young.

Ours is the Infantino Sling Rider. But I’d think anything similar would also work.

This does put pressure on the body when wearing, particularly the back of the neck. But the straps are wide and soft, and adjustable. It’s supposed to be good up to 20 lbs., although neither CP or Jen used it past three-ish months. Newer models have mesh fabric, while ours is cotton inside and denim outside. I’m always careful to make sure Alice’s head is turned up.