My baby wearing collection could pay the mortgage a couple of times over; specifically, my woven wraps.
The fall down the baby carrier rabbit hole was a quick descent after the birth of my first child. He suffered from the purple cry, leaving him only content in my arms. He needed to be constantly held, rocked, and snuggled to sleep. When I flip thru pictures of his first six months, he’s almost always attached to me in a wrap, structured carrier, or in my arms. That child didn’t want to be put down. So, I needed to accessorize.
After graduating with a degree in Environmental Studies in 2014 from UNBC, my early pursuit of baby gear was hyper-focused on products with an eco-conscious spin. While my standards have relaxed in the past three years, my desire to seek out local products with a desire to be stewards of the environment and community remains my top priority.
That’s how I landed on a pile of luxurious high-end baby wearing wraps worth more than my mortgage. No need to smudge the truth, you can quickly look up the market value of Woven Wings wraps on the internet.
Woven Wings prides itself in its designing and manufacturing baby carrying wraps with ethically sourced fibres and that’s a priority for me. And, the patterns on Woven Wings grew on me. I never felt connected to rainbows, stripes, or other designs like I do to Woven Wings.
Sometimes owning lots of things isn’t better than owning a few great things.
This is a lesson I’m beginning to learn in my years of adulthood. Sometimes being a conscious consumer is the best decision you can make. It’s not for everyone, and I don’t make the right decision every time. I’m not perfect. I don’t prescribe to labels of minimalism, crunchy, eco, hippie, or such forth.
That’s my story of why I own these beautiful wraps worth more than my husbands my car.
There’s an amount of privilege present here. I’ll acknowledge that. But can’t we love all things, at all price points?
I bought one from a friend across town, and quickly after that a few more trickled in. My husband sometimes thinks we should sell one or two. I ask him “which one?” He can’t decide because they all have their purpose. Even more, each is full of memories.
Blueberries/Raspberries and Buffalo Chicken stain my Ring Sling from that time we went hiking at War Falls. Silk gets dragged along the rocks and the sand when we hit the beach, and the tails are beginning to grey just a little. Coffee & Hot Chocolate drips can be found on my Yak blend wrap from long walks in the cold snow. Wool has been with us the longest and travelled to Italy, Montreal, Vancouver and brought home snags, and pulls galore.
These are my wraps, and I have zero regrets. It was money worth spending.