The wrap that I carry Baby R in has been quite the talk of the country. Not a single day has gone by where someone has not made a comment about it. I get stared at like I have a green alien sitting on my head. The wrap has been amazing on this trip. With so many kids and with so much movement that we do on a daily basis, it has been a life saver. It allows me to move freely and use both hands. Baby R absolutely loves it and is most content strapped to me. It would be fair to say that he stays in the wrap just about the entire day, even through his naps. I see the wrap as a wonderful thing, however, here it seems to be looked upon as a torture device. I have received only 1 positive comment the entire time that I have been here and that came from the priest at the outdoor church that we attended a few weeks back. At the end of mass, I noticed the entire congregation staring at me once again and then they started clapping. Since I could not follow what he was saying, I had to ask Senora X what the heck was going on. Apparently the priest really liked the idea of baby-wearing and was telling everyone that I should be commended for wearing my baby as it benefits the baby to be so close to the mother. So at the end of the day, when a whole country seems to be against the wrap, I have one priest who loves it and therefore his vote cancels out everyone else.
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