Before becoming a mom, I was quite a homebody . When it was not necessary to go to work, to go shopping, to have dinner with friends or to visit my family, I very much enjoyed staying home quietly, and so did my companion. Since our son was born, on the other hand, and more and more as he grows up, it is rare that we stay locked at home all day (and that's good!). Between free motor skills workshops, musical awakening, parent-baby yoga and afternoons with friends (who almost all have children), our days are busy (and I don't speaks only of the week, when I'm alone with my boy). But, even though we have a large garden, we quickly walk around it and, as the grass is always greener in the neighbor's house (which is the case to say), expanding our territory quickly became essential. & Ccedil; is good, because there is a place that could be described as the place to be for children and called: the park. Oh how nice the park is! It's big, it's green, it's full of trees and grass, there are pebbles, sometimes sand, lots of games and especially other children (and parents)! It's a place where you feel less cramped and more free to move around. Not far from where we live there is one, particularly pleasant (we live in the countryside), really preserved, and it is always with great pleasure that we go there. At the beginning, when my boy was only a few months old and only when the weather was very nice, I installed him, warm, in the baby sling , and we would go for a walk there for half an hour or an hour at least three times a week (usually he slept, it was so especially me who took advantage of the landscape). As he grew older, he began to stay awake longer, and going out to parks or even to squares (I put them in the plural, because we tested several of them) became real moments of pleasure for him (which is not the case). does not prevent falling asleep against me at the end of the walk, or against his daddy, when we are all three). The only difference is that for a few months now we have swapped the sling for the baby carrier, faster and easier to put on in our opinion, especially once her pelvis has started to move naturally. Speaking of sleeping, the other day, despite being bitterly cold, we joined a couple of friends and their two children in a park not far from where we live (another one, we are well off!). We sat on the grass, on a blanket, with warm throws on our legs, tea and cupcakes, and chatted quietly, while our friends' two children played and our son ... slept in the baby carrier. The whole thing lasted two hours, but our little boy was so well installed, snuggled up against his daddy , that he hardly saw the color of the sky, too busy dreaming… Today, at thirteen months old, he has just discovered walking, and for him it is a new way of understanding walks. He sees it differently, is (just a little) less interested in the blades of grass and the stones that he liked to pluck and collect (it is probably soon in his pockets that we will find them, but that will be for later), and seems to enjoy going out more generally. See also our article on holidays with baby !
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