Back to present day. My lovely Eames Rocker, while a classic beauty, is comfortable if and only if you do NOT have a 16-pound wiggling object in your lap desperate and cranky for liquid gold. To remedy my discomfort, I switched to our small Danish mid-century chair for the multiple nightly feedings. Like a lover desperately clinging to a doomed relationship I tried to ignore my feelings of disappointment & dissatisfaction. Admitting there were drawbacks to Danish furniture would be tantamount to putting french doors on an Eichler.
Maybe there is something to form following function. Maybe. So I started fantasizing. My thoughts turned to a chair with actual, practical comfort, built-in cup holders and even side pockets for magazines and extra burp cloths... Now I am on the hunt for something that doesn't make me weep with sorrow to look at yet cuddles me & my Peanut like Saarinen's Womb Chair (at a fraction of the cost). The search is daunting. I feel like John Wayne roaming through Seven Fingers. Google it.
|not awful: Luca by Land of Nod | Cole by NurseryWorks|