Can we walk?

Brooke Abbott

Instagram: crazycreolemama

Location: Los Angeles, Ca

How many of your children did you wear in your carrier?


What was baby's favorite activity in the carrier?

Soothed by being close to you

Describe your Ergobaby life in three words

Safe. Comfortable. Freeing.

Babywearing was introduced to me at a young age. When I was pregnant, my mother emphasized the essentials I would need in baby gear. Which were a good diaper bag with lots of compartments that were easy to clean, an excellent comfortable & durable stroller, and a suitable baby carrier. I started wearing my baby at 20 days old and thought I had to stop at 6 months. However, when my LO was 7 months old, I was hospitalized with complications from inflammatory bowel disease, specifically ulcerative colitis. I was dangerously anemic, dehydrated, and malnourished. Part of my treatment plan was a series of iron infusions. The first one, my sister cane and watched the baby for me while I sat in a chair for two hours. The second time, my son’s father tried working from the infusion center with me but got called into the office. I told him I could do it by myself with the baby, and I told him we would see him in a couple of hours. He handed me the carrier, kissed me, and the baby and said, “I won’t be long, but you got this.” I laid the baby down in the stroller and walked into the infusion center. Unfortunately, there was no room to put my big stroller, diaper bag, purse, and IV pole in the small room. I folded up the stroller and sat down with the baby on my lap, while they drew blood. Then he got fussy. He was tired. I was tired. The chair I was sitting in was uncomfortable. The nurse saw my carrier lying on my purse and said, “I have one of those. They sure come in handy!” I smiled at her, nervous and overwhelmed. She looked at me and stopped. “If you want, I can help you put that on, and once we get your line going, you can walk him up and down the hallway until he goes to sleep.” It felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off. I thanked her, and we continued. I have no pictures of my little warrior walking up and down the hall, attached to an IV pole and me, but its an image I will never ever forget. My carrier got me through some of my worst moments as a mom, who is a patient. It fought IBD with me.
I wore him often after that. And then my nephew and now my niece. I’ve had several Ergobaby carriers since then. But my first will always have a special place in my heart. That little neutral-colored wonder got me through. Now I’ve passed this love onto the next generation.

January 15, 2020