I used to love wearing my baby sling. I even liked wearing my baby in it. I bought a super cute sling from Polkadot Papoose and I wore my baby everyday instead of carrying the infant carrier around. It was great and I'll always treasure those memories. I've since "hung up my sling".
Flash forward to now. My baby is 16 months old, fully walking and capable of moving around by herself. However she demands to be carried around the house. If I set her down she makes this horrifying shrieking scream. We don't call her "Angry Baby" for nothing. My older kids cover their ears and yell for me to pick her back up.
And so I carry her while making my coffee, while making dinner, while carrying laundry upstairs, while carrying laundry downstairs, while setting the table, while running out to get something from the garage. She's always being held. I'm always lugging her around. She's permanently fixed on my hip. I'm being forced, against my will, to babywear.
I like to refer to her as my ball and chain. I can't do anything or go anywhere without carrying her. I've created a monster and now I must carry her.
I know what you are thinking. Put her down and let her scream it out. I've tried. I've tried to the point of tears from both of us. As a mom of three, I know it's a phase and it'll pass. I better come away with some great calf muscles or biceps from lugging this kid around.