Sunday, July 27, 2014

Woven Wrap Review: Yaro Slings Turtle

Wrap: Yaro Slings Turtle Brown
Carry: Double Hammock
Baby: Not mine- 15 months, 20 pounds
It's no secret that I love babywearing. Beyond the function and convenience of being able to carry
children hands-free, it has become a hobby and a passion of mine. Part of that passion is promoting affordable, accessible babywearing, because as beautiful as pretty piles of fluffy wraps are, the non-collector, non-hobbyist, non-wealthy babywearer is typically looking for something that gets the job done at the right price. In the woven wrap world, the right price is subjective, but "budget" wraps are typically considered those priced at or under $100.

Yaro Turtle Blue

While some budget options have a reputation for being stiff and requiring a lot of work to break in, Yaro Slings Turtle wraps are soft and easy to wrap with after the first wash. The textured weave gives a nice grip to this fluffy, airy wrap, holding the passes in place after they easily glide there. With its impressive stretch and serious moldability, it's easy to achieve a snug, secure wrap job, and this wrap offers plenty of cush for picky shoulders without the bulk or weight of some thicker, more dense options.

Turtle is a medium-weight wrap; the manufacturer lists the g/m2 as 230, my friend weighed it at 243. It wraps lighter than its weight and is the absolute opposite of a "beast", easy to wrap with and a breeze to tighten right from the start.

Wrap: Yaro Slings Turtle Blue
Carry: Double Hammock
Baby: 13 months, 25 pounds
Turtle shines as a base size wrap, but would be suitable as a mid-length or shorty as well. In a double hammock, the ruck straps didn't budge on my super-sloped shoulders. A wonderful wrap for all ages from squishy newborns to robust toddlers, Yaro Slings Turtle has become my go-to suggestion for both new wrappers and seasoned veterans looking for wrap qualities often associated with higher brands at a fraction of the cost. This is a wrap suitable for all wearers, all babies, and all seasons. Even in mulit-layer carries, it wasn't terrible in heat and humidity.

Wrap: Yaro Slings Turtle Brown
Carry: Front Wrap Cross Carry
Models: Amanda & Fox
Yaro Slings Turtle comes in a variety of colors and sizes and can be purchased through the Slingomama Co-op on Facebook for about $70 for a size 6.

Wrap: Yaro Turtle Brown
(stripped w/RIT Color Remover)
Carry: Ruck
Models: Deanna & Lucas

Note: This is NOT a sponsored post. This review was unsolicited and I have received no compensation. Comments and opinions are based on my personal experience with this wrap. 

18 Months

Dear Canon,

As of Friday, you're an 18 month old. At least, I think so. If my math is right. It's amazing how the facts and figures that seemed so important to keep impeccable track of when your sister was a baby are mere approximations with you. I also don't know how much you weigh, or how tall you are, or how many words you can say (though the most commonly heard are "uh-oh" and "ow").

What I do know is that you are a toddler, through and through. My baby is no more, and yet always will be. Sorry kid. You're stuck with the baby label. Your father says I'll have to stop calling you a baby when you get big enough to wrap me on your back, but we'll see about that.

You love to explore and climb, a little too much, if you ask me. We are trying to ensure that you understand that the back of our dining chairs are not ladders and that the walls are not meant to be scaled, but you won't be deterred. Everything I thought I knew about parenting toddlers is being challenged, and I would like to apologize to every parent I ever said "just use re-direction! It works like a charm!" to, because HAHAHAHA no, it doesn't, not with every toddler, and certainly not with you.

You love digging in the dirt and pulling the petals off of flowers in the garden. That's fine by me, I'm happy to allow you cultivate a love for gardening, and the sweet smile on your face when you present me with the gift of a fist fill of grubby petals is one of the most precious sights I've ever beheld. That smile. It kills me.

In addition to your garden adventures, you're a piano man. Again, with the climbing, but you get such satisfaction from the sounds that emanate with your chubby little hands on the keys. When it comes to music, you're as happy to sit back and bob your head to the beat as you are to be the one making it.

You share a room with your sister now, and if you had your way, you'd share a bed, too. We constantly have to remove you from her sleeping space and return you to your own. Who can blame you for wanting to combine to of your favorite things: your sister, and snuggling!

Speaking of your sister, she is the apple of your eye, and you, hers. She is mostly patient and gentle with you and prides herself on teaching you things. Every morning when you wake up and I ask if you're ready to go downstairs and see Delilah, you flash that heart-melting smile and nod so enthusiastically, it's as if your head could just go flying right off.

You still love to be worn, though not as often as when you were an actual baby. We still get plenty of snuggles in, and you still nurse frequently. You're not terribly polite about requesting "boobah", your methods include slapping my chest and air-chomping in the general direction of the goods. I suppose it works out well that I'm less nervous about nursing around other people as I was when your sister was your age. In addition to mama's milk, pizza is holding strong as your favorite food, and you're developing an appreciation for fresh produce from the farmer's market or own back yard.

Mothering you has challenged and blessed me in ways I couldn't have anticipated. You truly round out and complete our family. Seeing you grow into a toddler alongside your sister growing into a preschooler has been my greatest joy, even if it's all going a bit too quickly for my taste.

I love you, Bubba.