Mathilde

What better way to explain my relationship to babywearing than with the words of my lullaby on babywearing. 

"I carry you, all tied up, tightly coiled, against me 

I carry you, for a few minutes or the whole day, 

In a sling or in the arms 

Whatever, I'll carry you 

When you're there close to me

That our two bodies are united 

By a pretty fabric 

I feel good 

We are one 

I carry you, all tied up, tightly coiled, against me. 

I carry you, for a few minutes or the whole day, 

In a sling or in the arms 

Whatever, I'll carry you 

In your beautiful cotton pocket 

Where you snuggle up to me 

Reputated, reassured, asleep 

Even as time passes 

That's where you belong 

I carry you, all tied up, tightly coiled, against me. 

I carry you, for a few minutes or the whole day, 

In a sling or in the arms 

Whatever, I'll carry you 

Your little body all rolled up 

Remembers precious moments 

When you were still in it 

In my warmth, against my heart 

I carry you, all tied up, tightly coiled, against me. 

I carry you, for a few minutes or the whole day, 

In a sling or in the arms 

Whatever, I'll carry you 

You carry me, all tied up, tightly coiled, against you. 

You carry me, for a few minutes or the day l

In a sling or in the arms 

Whatever, you carry me"

Photo credits : Anais Borrachero