The bride with a wrap

Who says summer often says weddings and, when you are a parent-surrogate, it can be quite an adventure. Because if you have decided to carry your baby and do without a stroller, you have to make sure you can adapt to every moment of the day… Last summer my companion, our son and I were therefore invited to a wedding. As the town hall hall dedicated to weddings was too small to accommodate everyone, we attended the secular ceremony from outside the building. There, all fresh, all dapper, we decided to do without the baby carrier (our son was then eight months old and weighed the weight of a beautiful, healthy baby), telling us that anyway it would not last long. and that, being two, we could take turns. But it was without counting on the fact that, the first ceremony finished, it was necessary to walk to the church ... We already regretted our decision to rely only on our arms (it should be noted that in addition It was very hot ?). One afternoon and a short drive later, we arrived at the village hall. That's when we thanked each other for always having the PhysioCarrier in our safe. The belt around the waist, click, baby in physio position, the straps on the shoulders, click, and presto! In two steps three movements our son was very comfortably installed against me , without any of us suffering from the heat ( because this baby carrier has the advantage of being very well ventilated - and yet in winter it keeps you warm!) nor does it suffer from various pains (our backs, in particular, say thank you …). This is how I was able to move and enjoy the start of the evening at my convenience, my little fellow observing the surroundings at leisure, the lower back well rolled up and the legs well raised. This is how we both feature in the souvenir photos of this special day for the bride and groom. After a while he even fell asleep, all snuggled up against me (what a magical feeling!) and, later, when he woke up, he only had to start moving to that I understand that he needed to stretch his legs (long live the “four legs” position). Over dinner, as the day started to get long and the music a little loud, our son rubbed his eyes vigorously to let us know it was time for him to rest. The layout of the place did not allow us to make him sleep anywhere except in our arms, the solution, once again, was found: the baby carrier. Against his daddy this time, it wasn't long before he closed his eyes and fell asleep, despite the surrounding noise. My companion was able to finish his meal while carrying our son, which had the effect of softening the whole assembly… Later in the evening, her little jerky awakenings were cradled sometimes by our arms, sometimes by the baby carrier, and it was a real pleasure to always feel our little guy against us.