She hung out in the warmth from my body and soaked up my smell. She nursed. And since she (and I) had a tendency to panic when we weren't together, the pouch gave me my hands to do important things, like feed myself, while keeping her close.
Yet, the Bean is the only one of my babies who has been fond of our pouch. I still have it. I've tried it at different stages with each baby. But she is the only one who has been truly happy in it. Perhaps because she was so small. When she was about three months old, she outgrew the pouch, and we moved on to ring slings. Yes, plural. I seem to have a thing for ring slings.
Above, the Bean with her first illness, cuddled in a heavy corduroy and flannel ring sling. Below, the Bean at her first Easter in blue and white polka dot cotton ring sling.
Below, the Bug on his birthday in a cotton ring sling. He did not like carriers much between about 6 weeks and 9 months, so there aren't many pictures of him in them.
We tried out the mei tai a few times, but no one really loved it.
Then I've got my water pouch, which I love and don't use nearly as much as I wish I did. It seems we don't do a lot of swimming.
And for our new addition, I couldn't resist just 1 more carrier! So, we tried out a wrap. Oh, my, this is my favorite ever!
I love seeing all the different babywearing pics! So fun. I'm a wee bit addicted to various carriers, too…
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