To everything, there is a season.

After my first baby was born, talking a walk seemed to be one of the only ways I could ground myself. I had a traumatic delivery and suffered from postpartum depression and anxiety. Putting my baby in the cozy newborn insert and walking around the neighborhood gave me a sense of peace and security in a time when I felt like my world had turned upside down. We watched the leaves turn colors together and bundled up with a blanket around us both as the weather turned cool. In the spring, we watched the leaves return and I felt a little like I had returned to myself, too. I’ve learned that everything is a season and no matter the circumstance, change always comes. I hope this carrier has another life helping another family experience comfort, stability, and love in ever-changing times.