Somehow I got through three kids without being bitten by the bug. Then, while pregnant with Little Miss V, I started to research baby carriers. I bought a half buckle Kokadi Tai-Tai, a Tula SSC, and a Wrapody Hybrid. I had never tried any of these, I just went with reviews I read online.
When V came into the world, I started wearing her almost immediately. She wasn't big enough yet for the Tula, but the Tai-Tai was perfect. I wore her exclusively in it for the first three months. I tried the wrapsody. I wanted to love wrapping because the wraps were so beautiful and it looked so cozy. But the stretch hybrid was so long, and I was intimidated.
Then, I joined my local babywearing group. I watched them flip their babies on their backs and twist themselves in all sorts of ways. They moved and placed fabric in ways I didn't know was possible. "I'll never do that," I thought. "I'm an SSC girl," I thought. Oh how I was deluding myself.
I kept going to meetings and kept denying I wanted to do what those moms were doing so beautifully. "I'll just admire their wraps from afar," I thought, secretly lusting over the intricate patterns and restraining myself from reaching out a hand to fondle the textiles surrounding me.
I came home after one such meeting, and spied my wrapsody in corner. I hadn't touched it in months. But I felt this irresistible pull. "Wrap with me," it whispered. "You know you want to." And then...
Oh no.
I loved wrapping. But the wrap was still too long for me. I had overheard the moms at the meeting mention a sale. SALE? Ok then. Hello my first woven.
Whee! Down the Rabbit Hole I go.
It was love. I had fallen. Hard.
A stash shot? Yes. I have one of those.
I'm up to 5 wraps. That last picture doesn't show one I had to keep secret for awhile. And I have two on the way. And my Tula still lives here (its my go-to for errands!). Its an addiction. It really is.
