Our bullet in the chamber

So I mentioned last week that Taylor has fallen into the routine of having a total meltdown around dinner time every night. No changes there. Don’t get me wrong, she is an absolute angel during the day and I L-O-V-E my child… but five o’clock comes and you’d think I stuck her with pins. One comfort that always seems to work is to put her in the baby sling and wear her. Chris refers to it as the bullet in the chamber, our last resort. We’ll try rocking her, swinging her and singing to her, and if all else fails, put her in the sling.

Not that I mind her being in the sling. It’s comfortable, stylish and great to have her so close. But have you ever tried to cook dinner with a newborn strapped to your chest? Cutting veggies, boiling noodles and getting things in and out of the oven have become an interesting challenge. One bonus is that my thighs are getting super-toned from squatting down to get things out of the fridge. Plus I’ve learned to cut my prep-time down significantly. If I was on the Food Network, my show would be called 20-Minute Meals while wearing a baby and short-shorts. Take that, Rachel Ray.