The bride in a wrap

Who says summer often says weddings and, when you're a babywearing parent, it can sometimes be quite an adventure. Because if you've decided to carry your baby and do without a pushchair, you need to make sure you can adapt to every moment of the day… Last summer, my partner, our son and I were invited to a wedding. As the town hall room dedicated to weddings was too small to accommodate everyone, we attended the civil ceremony from outside the building. There, fresh and smartly turned out, we had decided to do without the baby carrier (our son was then eight months old and weighed as much as a healthy bouncing baby), telling ourselves that it wouldn't last long anyway and that, being two of us, we could take turns. But we hadn't counted on the fact that, once the first ceremony was over, we had to walk to the church… We were already regretting our decision to rely only on our arms (need I mention that on top of everything it was very hot?). One afternoon and a short car journey later, we arrived at the reception venue. It was at that moment that we thanked each other for always having the PhysioCarrier in our boot. The waist belt around the waist, click, baby in the physio position, the straps over the shoulders, clack, and off we go! In two shakes of a lamb's tail our son was very comfortably settled against me , without either 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 lovely and warm!) or suffering from any aches and pains (our backs, in particular, were grateful…). And so I was able to move around and enjoy the beginning of the evening as I pleased, my little one observing his surroundings at leisure, his lower back nicely supported and his legs well raised. It is even in this way that both of us appear in the souvenir photos of that very special day for the newlyweds. After a while he even fell asleep, all snuggled against me (what a magical feeling!) and, later, when he woke up, all it took was for him to start wriggling for me to understand that he needed to stretch his legs (hurrah for the "all fours" position). During dinner, as the day was beginning to drag on and the music was a little loud, our son vigorously rubbed his eyes to let us know it was time for him to rest. The layout of the venue not allowing us to put him to sleep anywhere other than in our arms, the solution, once again, was obvious: the baby carrier. Against his dad this time, it didn't take him long to close his eyes and fall asleep, despite the ambient noise. My partner was able to finish his meal while carrying our son, which had the effect of melting the hearts of the entire assembly… Later in the evening, his little on-and-off waking moments were soothed sometimes by our arms, sometimes by the baby carrier, and it was a true joy to always feel our little one close against us.