The Baby-wearing Nod

My husband sports a beard every winter, and used to full-time. He has always said there is the bearded man nod, a look, a glance, a tip of the head to another who understands. Well, I am now experiencing the Baby-wearing nod, the look from other mommas like me, wearing their kiddies in places that are not our typical places to be. Like, lets say - the Napanee Fair, the Demolition Derby to be exact. I saw three other mommas with their little ones asleep in slings/wraps and carriers. We all got the nod and a smile. Moms, who like me, have little boys who love things like cars and smashing. We circled the perimeter - all of us, proudly wearing and nursing our babes among the crowd.