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15 Ways Babywearing Makes Travel with Baby Easier!

Whether you seek to travel the world or are taking your family on a holiday vacation, we can agree that having a comfortable baby carrier makes traveling so much easier! Maneuvering around crowds on busy streets or airports, naps while on the move, and free hands to manage your other travel needs are just a few reasons why we have found that a Tula Baby Carrier can be helpful. We’ve compiled some photos below showing proof that babywearing makes traveling with kids easy! Check out the photos below, showing the perfect combo: travel and babywearing, along with some associated travel tips!

1) Packing light? A Tula Ring Sling fits compactly in your bag and can be quickly adjusted to comfortably hold your baby!

Pretty heavenly #venice #venezia #mummyandson #babyboy #babytula #gondola

A photo posted by @kris_tsk on

2) A back carry can make carrying a larger child more comfortable for long periods. It can also make it easier to see and navigate uneven terrain found on hikes or rural walks.

3) The Tula family has always loved traveling and that’s exactly why the Tula Baby Carrier was created! An ergonomic position allows for longer comfortable carrying which is what the founders of Baby Tula needed on their travels.

Yes, our hands are full but not as full as our hearts. 💕💕 #babytula #tulababycarriers #tulajet #babywearingdad

A photo posted by Tula Baby Carriers (@tulababycarriers) on

4) At times, your travel style is important and what better way to make a statement then with a Tula Baby Carrier in a design you love!

5) Perhaps your travels include pets or other children that that you’ll also need a free hand for.

It’s always worth the hike from the top

A photo posted by Bex Langdale (@bexlangdale) on

6) Many international cities or tourist destinations have narrow walkways or long walks to get to important monuments, making it difficult for little legs to manage on their own.

7) Knowing that baby is close and secure can make taking in the sights that much more relaxing.

My parents brought me on this journey when I was little and now, me to you my sweet child ♡

A photo posted by Joey Chong (@joeyspace) on

8) Stairs! Do we need to say more!

9) Managing luggage and an airport is near impossible without a baby carrier!

10) Having the option of a Tula Toddler Carrier can help with older children who still need to rest.

11) From the point of view of a baby carrier, your child can also take in the sites!

12) Travel can be tough on little ones. Having the comfort of being close can help them get through the long travel days. @ricocast @getlostwith

13) Some places only a carrier can go!

All aboard the ferry to the Ferry Boat Inn! ⚓️ #perfectsunday #riverdart #mummylife

A photo posted by J o a n n a ⚓️ (@riviera_mummy) on

14) Often without a car while traveling, a Tula Baby Carrier can help make using public transport easy!

15) With baby in a Tula Baby Carrier, its just one less thing to have to hold onto!

SAFE TRAVELS and be sure to share your additional travel tips with us!

Carried to Connect: Babywearing Memories Live on After Infant Loss



As October and National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month are coming to a close, we wanted to share a personal story of infant loss that is close to our hearts. Earlier this year, one of our own at Baby Tula experienced an incredibly difficult loss in her family. As our community rallied around her family, we were amazed by the amount of love, strength, and bravery that we saw. This continues by the willingness of Kara and her family to share their story. We have incredible gratitude and love for them.


Babywearing, while convenient, sometimes necessary, and an amazing way to bond with your baby, has also helped to form memories that will last me forever. For this, I am so grateful for Babywearing. But, let’s start at the beginning.

My husband, Trevor, and I are infertile. Doctors have never been able to determine exactly why, so we have earned the classification, “unexplained infertility”. After five long years of fertility treatments, several doctors and clinics (in different states), we became pregnant during our first round of IVF. Sadly, we miscarried our first baby at 9 weeks (after seeing a heartbeat the previous week). Our third frozen embryo transfer thankfully worked, and we now have an energetic, sweet, and funny three-year-old: Henry.

After Henry turned one, we decided to start trying for another baby. We tried naturally for a while, but that never seems to get us anywhere. We then moved forward with IVF at a local clinic. Unfortunately, two full IVF cycles (and three embryo transfers later), we were not pregnant. After some research, we decided to switch to a very large and successful clinic about three hours away. This proved to be the right decision for us, as we became pregnant on our very first embryo transfer: with twins!

We weren’t anticipating twins, even though we had transferred two embryos. We had transferred two before, at the other clinic, to no avail. So although we knew it was a possibility, we definitely didn’t expect it. Yet here we were, getting ready to grow our family from three to five. Minivan time!

I couldn’t wait to babywear my second child. After the discovery of the twins, my Babywearing future changed dramatically. I spent a lot of time researching how to tandem carry newborn twins. I added long wraps and several ring slings to my Babywearing stash. I packed wraps in my hospital bag (something I didn’t do the first time around!). I could not wait to bond with my babies, and to hold them close to me.

I had a wonderful, uneventful pregnancy. My labor and delivery went exactly the way I had hoped. There were no complications, and no NICU time needed for my babies. My girl, Avery Monroe, was 7lbs 13oz, born first. Oliver Talbott, my sweet boy, was 7lbs 3oz, and born 11 minutes later.


I started Babywearing the twins soon after they were born. A large percentage of the photos I took of the babies were Babywearing photos. And while tandem wearing wasn’t necessarily the easiest, it was definitely useful during that early newborn phase, when both babies crying simultaneously was common. There were a handful of times that I successfully got two crying babies to sleep by tandem wearing. Talk about feeling like Supermom!


And my Babywearing dreams really came true when Ula asked if my family would want to participate in a Tula product photoshoot. Of course I want my babies to be Tula models! Our shoot was scheduled for Friday, July 8. The twins were four months and one week old.

The week leading up to the photoshoot was more stressful than our normal stressful weeks. Oliver came down with a cold and ear infection, and Avery had some possible pinkeye going on. We made a couple trips to the pediatrician that week, and I was up many of the nights holding and rocking sick babies. But, by Friday morning, they were both feeling better, and we moved forward with the photoshoot.

We drove to a beautiful nearby state park, with a sandy beach area on a gorgeous lake. It was a chilly day, for July, so once I got Oliver nice and snug in a Kangaroo carry, I kept him there for the majority of the shoot. My husband, Trevor, wore Avery, and Henry spent most of his time throwing pebbles into the water. Oliver got hungry, so I nursed him, and the photographer even captured some photos of that. Little did I know just how special these photos would be.


After the photo session, we packed up and drove back to town. On the way, we dropped the twins off at their babysitter’s house. This was the last time I’d see my baby boy alive.

At 4:30 p.m., after tending to as much work as I could fit in those several hours, I left my house to go pick up the babies. As I was about halfway there, I received the phone call that haunts me – and will forever haunt me. It was the babysitter, telling me that Oliver wasn’t breathing. That I need to get there now. He was taking a short nap, and she went to wake him up to get him ready for me to pick them up, but he wouldn’t wake. The ambulance is on its way, and they are doing CPR, but he’s not breathing, and hurry. Hurry. Hurry.

I drove furiously to the babysitter’s house. I ran red lights, stop signs, passed people on the shoulder of the road. Through my tears and palpable fear, I managed to call both my husband and my mother-in-law. They both immediately left to head to the babysitter’s.

When I arrived, the ambulance was there, and he was inside of it. They would not tell me anything, they would not answer my questions. I fell to my knees in the grass, pleading, “Please tell me something. Please tell me he’s breathing.” But nothing. Then, they grabbed some medical equipment from the second ambulance, and told me they were intubating him for the ride to the hospital. And they left.

My mother-in-law had shown up by that time. We went in to the house and got both of the car seats (because, I said firmly, that my son WILL be coming home to me in this car seat), and grabbed Avery, and took off to the hospital. The state trooper who responded to the call would not let me drive, so my mother-in-law drove us to the hospital. She couldn’t go as fast as either of us would have liked, because Avery was in the car, and of course we had to be safe. But I was willing us to be there, to go faster, for the sea of 5 o’clock traffic to part ways so we could get to my sweet Oliver.

My mother-in-law dropped me off at the emergency entrance. They let me run right in. I frantically told the person at the front desk that my infant son was brought in, not breathing, and I need to see him. She walked, ridiculously slowly, to the door, and then finally opened it and let me in. I ran down the hallway, head on a swivel, searching for my husband (who had turned around and followed the ambulance as he saw it drive past him in the other direction), searching for my baby.

I found Trevor, sitting outside of the triage room, head in his hands. I shouted, “what’s wrong? What’s happened? Is he dead?” He just looked up at me, his tear-streaked face, and I knew. A doctor (or nurse, or grief counselor, I have no idea), came up to me and explained that they were trying to get Oliver’s heart to restart, but they were not having any luck. I said I want to see him, and I walked in the triage room.

I immediately reached out and held his little foot (it was all I could get to, as this was a teaching hospital, and Oliver was surrounded by people). They continued compressions for maybe two minutes after I got there, then called his time of death. I collapsed to the ground, wailing. They tried to offer me a chair, but I just brushed them away. A chair would not bring me any comfort.

I stripped off my t-shirt and stood there in my nursing tank, and asked to hold my baby boy. I wanted to feel his skin on me. They wanted to clean him up first, as he had a dirty diaper. I told them no, I would do it. And I changed Oliver’s diaper for the very last time, with tears clouding my vision, my chest heaving and my hands shaking.

We held Oliver for hours that night. We cried, we reminisced, we cursed. And then we tried to hold it together so we could tell Henry what had happened. A conversation I don’t wish on anyone.

A day that started out so wonderful, with photos of both Trevor and I wearing our precious, much-loved, and much-wanted twin babies, ended in such trauma and tragedy.

I often go back now, and look through the photos taken that day. Of me wearing Oliver in that Kangaroo carry. His chubby cheeks hanging out over the wrap. His little, sweet legs poking out. His precious little head. Our last nursing session ever, professionally photographed.

Babywearing was such a huge part of my four months and one week with Oliver. So many of the photos I have of him are of me wearing him. I will treasure the many (many, many) photos I took of him always.


And now, I wear Avery a lot. I wear her in my Love Noir ring sling, the same that I wore him in so many times. Even though there are some wraps I haven’t had the heart to bring back out and wear her in, I still have them, folded, on my shelves. I will never part with them, as when I look at them, I remember the feeling of wearing Oliver close to my heart, in that fabric.




15 Times We Proved Tula ‘Sleepy Dust’ Is Real

15 Times We Proved Tula ‘Sleepy Dust’ Is Real

Have you heard that Baby Tula products come packed with magic ‘sleepy dust’? Well, we have 15 photos to prove that the ‘sleepy dust’ is REAL!

Share your sleepy dust photos with us using the hashtag #tulasleepydust!

1. When ‘sleepy dust’ and magnificent transfer skills combine!

Heart Shaped transfers never get old 💗 #tulawoven #migaloodelight #toddlerwearing #tulababycarriers #acidwash

A photo posted by Marisol Hernandez (@cush_factor) on

2. ‘Sleepy dust’ hit in the middle of Target…more time for perusing! 

The best trips to #target are when your baby naps the whole time, am I right? 🙌🏻

A photo posted by Jessica 🌿 (@jessicajeanwalters) on

3. Our Tula Baby Blankets come jam-packed with ‘sleepy dust’ too!

4. Team Tula children are NOT immune to ‘sleepy dust’!

5. Don’t confuse sand with ‘sleepy dust’ from our baby carriers!

Strolling along with my favorite little people 🐕👶🏼👶🏼🐠🐚💦

A photo posted by Brittany (@mermaama) on

6. Dancey Dolls Stomp Ring Sling ‘sleepy dust’ in full effect!

snoozing at the beach 🌊

A photo posted by stephanie s (@_heystephanie) on

7. Mom + Archer Baby Carrier = ‘sleepy dust’ to the extreme!

8. Even Ula can’t keep the ‘sleepy dust’ away from her children!

9. When transferred successfully, the ‘sleepy dust’ stays strong!

🙏🏻 #tula #tulababycarriers #tulatransfer #babywearing #wearthem #didibobs #successfultransfer

A photo posted by d i d i b o b s (@didibobs) on

10. No matter where you are, Tula Baby Blankets can emit ‘sleepy dust’ powers!

11. The power of ‘sleepy dust’ can work on twins too, especially with the help of a handy Tula Ring Sling!

12. Watch out! ‘Sleepy dust’ can hit in unexpected places!

13. Another Team Tula child is hit hard by the Woven Wrap ‘sleepy dust’!

Dorothy with Oz 💕#tuladorothy #tulalovecollective #babywearing #backcarry

A photo posted by Priscilla Parra (@priscilla_with_two) on

14. Ring Sling ‘sleepy dust’ works extra hard to help when your loved one doesn’t feel well!

15. Tula Baby Blanket ‘sleepy dust’ helps with newborn photo shoots!

Do you believe us now? Share your sleepy dust photos with us using the hashtag #tulasleepydust!

#GoGold Playdate in support of Childhood Cancer Awareness Month

We are delighted that we could find a way to honor the families that are facing childhood cancer and support research into finding cures during Childhood Cancer Awareness Month. On a large scale, we introduced our Tula Baby Carrier ‘Beacon’, which was inspired by the strength and love that is exuding from the families on this difficult journey. We have committed to donating 10% of proceeds from every ‘Beacon’ sold to the St. Baldrick’s Foundation, beyond this month, while the carrier is available.

On a local level, we were able to host a community playdate where we collected toy donations to bring to the cancer unit of Rady Childrens’ hospital in San Diego. It was incredible to see the local Tula community come together to support this important cause and be able to collective work to raise awareness about the importance of research. Below are some images from our playdate. In these last few days of September, we hope you will join us and #GoGold to help conquer Childhood Cancers. Help by purchasing a Tula ‘Beacon’ Baby Carrier, or donating directly to St. Baldrick’s Foundation.

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Carried to Connect: Emma’s Story

For Childhood Cancer Awareness month, we want to honor the families facing the difficult journey of childhood cancer and #GoGold to raise awareness. We’re connecting with real families, who have found babywearing helpful during their fight against cancer, and we are sharing their stories on our blog. Today, Emily shares her daughter, Emma’s, story. Continue reading to also learn how we are supporting childhood cancer awareness with our fully printed Tula Baby Carrier, ‘Beacon’.

It was October 8, 2015, a routine 11 month follow up for my daughter Emma James. I mentioned her easily bruising. She had bruises all over her legs, arms, torso, and even on her head. She had been extraordinarily clingy and whiney the previous month. Her pediatrician put in for a complete blood count. I got a call 4 days later stating I needed to rush Emma down to Rady Children’s Hospital for further testing. Her platelets were at 26,000. I had always used a carrier with Emma. She was always very clingy, and wanted to be close to me. Little had I known she probably didn’t feel well, or was having bone pain that I knew nothing about. I wore Emma those first 11 months of her life at home while cooking, cleaning, walking, or running errands. I couldn’t get anything done without having her attached to me.

On October 13, 2015 we were admitted to Rady Children’s Hospital to begin treatment for AML M7, a very rare type of cancer especially in children. Emma’s diagnosis doesn’t have a favorable prognosis. The type of leukemia she has/had is very aggressive and acts quickly.  The goal was to put her into remission as fast as possible then move forward for a bone marrow transplant. She needed at least 3 rounds of chemotherapy each lasting at least one month. The chemotherapy was intense and harsh. We knew we would be inpatient on the oncology unit for least 4 months and that is if it went smooth.  They started treatment almost immediately.

Emma had co slept with us (Justin and I)  so when we were admitted I had to attempt to put her in a crib to policy. The only way I could get her to sleep in that hospital was with a carrier. I would have to pace our little room, or do squats with her in the carrier. I can tell you I probably did 70 squats a day/night trying to get her to sleep in the carrier. Then I would gracefully sneak her into the crib after she had passed out. I was still breastfeeding Emma at the time. Her appetite would come and go throughout the months but she breastfed for mostly comfort while inpatient. She could breastfeed in the carrier. It was so handy when the staff would come in and I had some privacy while she would continue to breastfeed in the carrier. She had a lot of nausea and vomiting after her 7-10 day chemo infusions. I could breastfeed her in the carrier. I could take her on walks in the carrier. Whatever we did in that hospital I was chest to chest with my baby. With so many strangers coming and going out of our room, and people poking her, causing her pain… she always wanted to be close to me. I was her comfort zone…inside that carrier was her comfort zone.  If it wasn’t for babywearing during those long months I don’t know what I would have done.

We were inpatient at the hospital for 8 long months. Emma almost didn’t make it. She was basically unresponsive for a month in the ICU. The chemo they had given her to wipe out her bone marrow before transplant was so harsh, it caused her liver to fail. Her kidneys were on the verge of failing. She had tubes coming out everywhere.  She didn’t speak any sounds, open her eyes, or touch me for an entire month. I would try to arouse her, sing to her, talk to her. I remember going back to the basics to try to get any kind of response from her. I got in her bed and would try skin to skin contact. I would lay her next to me and put our chests together like she liked it for months. Thanks to the grace of god and the amazing hospital staff they saved my baby. She slowly recovered, had to relearn how to walk and talk. We spent another month or two at the hospital getting therapy and waiting for her counts to come up.

Emma is about to turn 2 yrs old and is 6 month post bone marrow transplant. Her counts look great. We are working on putting some weight on her. She’s running around outside of the hospital happy as a clam, exploring and into everything. She still loves to be in a carrier, even though she has outgrown our current one. We cherish every moment we have with her and pray for her health and happiness daily.

Thank you to Emily and her family for sharing Emma’s story! We hope you will join us this month and #GoGold to help conquer Childhood Cancers. For every ‘Beacon’ Tula carrier sold, we will donate 10% of proceeds to the St. Baldrick’s Foundation so they can continue funding the fight against childhood cancers. Help by purchasing a Tula ‘Beacon’ Baby Carrier, or donating directly to St. Baldrick’s Foundation.


‘Beacon’ expresses the connected love, care and hope that surrounds each child and family facing cancer: each element coming together to offer strength and support. ‘Beacon’s’ geometric pattern, in a bright yellow gold color, covers the body panel, waistband, and shoulders straps. ‘Beacon’ is lined with light gray canvas and comes with a light gray hood.