Juraj Fehervari

Like most of us, my journey into the Babywearing world began when I became the father of my first child. I quickly realized that becoming a father is very exciting, but at the same time very demanding. It was a complete mix of experiments, like the first touch of my baby, the sleepless nights, see my wife breastfeeding, excited to come home after work to play with him, etc.

I had read about the parenting of attachment, I didn't know much about it at the time, but I knew it was the most natural way to connect to my baby, that's when my wife and I decided to buy our first rag. Which turned out to be one of the best decisions I've ever made. After a little chat to learn the basics about babywearing, how to entrapar with a woven cloth, the ergonomic position of the legs (M) and the safety instructions, I began to feel relatively confident.

I carried my baby on every occasion, it was a special experience for me. The connection and the bond I felt with my son was simply magical and it is difficult to express it in words. You have to be a father and a porter to feel it. Becoming a father has changed me deeply and realized that nothing in this world is more important to me than my family.

My wife and I wanted other parents, especially those who did not yet know the wonderful world of babywearing, to experience the same love and happiness as we do. So we started doing the babywearing consulting sessions, which soon became our hobby. And as they say, there is no better work than the one we really like to do-we start our first online retail business of baby carrier, made by popular brands like Tula, Kokadi, Fidella, etc.

While we were running our online business, I ran into a wonderful girl from my own town, Zilina, who made her own baby carriers. His story of being a paralysic former, mother of two children and also an entrepreneur was extremely inspiring to me and instinctively decided to join her to create our brand of baby carriers.

Since then we have lived the dream of having our own company BeLenka, which now has become synonymous with first-class baby-carrier and infant clothing. It was not easy to get here, but we said to each other that if we wanted to help people carry their precious baby, we would not compromise three important aspects: quality, design and safety. It is at this point that our company finds itself and I thank Lenka and my staff who made it possible.

Thank you for spending your precious time reading my babywearing story.

Juraj Fehervari

Daniel Lam

Hell
o! My name is Ana Lemos, I am 34 years old and I was a mother to 33. I confess Q the 28th December was the best and most exciting day of my life.  I lost my father in 2010 with cancer, my paternal grandparents and in 2017 the worst of all, my mother. I never imagined going through so much. My mother was, and she's my soul mate. Metastatic bowel cancer was discovered in 2016. That year, me and my sister started a battle, along with my mother, we walked in consultations with alternative medicines, we made fasting, syrup made every day with Aloe Vera SAP, we did everything. They were undoubtedly the best things we could have done, because contrary to traditional medicine that did not expecter survival more than 3 months, we lived 10. It was that same year that I entered a deep depression that neither meditation nor mind training helped me. I believe that nothing happens by chance and it was undoubtedly the best and worst year of my life. Losing someone is always very painful, but let's say losing a half of you is atrocious. During that time I had the support of my friends and my companion and after two months of losing my mother I found out I was pregnant. I was too indifferent, nor I felt happy. I didn't know what I was going to be for this new life that was coming, but at the same time I thought it was a miracle, my salvation. A son would change my life forever. On April 7, 2017, I menstruated for the last time and on May 13th I confirmed my suspicion. I just had a notion and I felt true love when I felt Santiago messing with my tummy at 19 weeks. I cried for joy, I confess. The Times passed until I was scheduled a caesarean for 28 December. It was a perfect day. A blue in the sky and a typical winter sun. I was so quiet, I just wanted the day to pass fast. And so it was. At 11:45 am I heard the best cry in the world! A mixture of emotions that some word can describe. He was beautiful, too perfect. My son was the angel I needed in my life. It was that day that I felt that true love at that moment made sense.

The following hours were very difficult, breastfeeding very difficult, pain in the belly without end. I could only get up the next day and it cost me a lot, quite a lot. I was anxious to get out of the hospital and come home with my treasure. It's been days and I confess they were very difficult. A constant learning a whirlwind of emotions. I managed to get through it. Today, with a lot of love, BBW, therapy, meditation and knowing that I am the world for Santiago I feel like I'm a happy and complete woman. Before my baby was born, I bought a lot of things I thought were important to take care of him in the early days, including a Chicco marsupium. I used it three times if that much. But in conversation with a college friend, Ana Rodrigues got to know Babywearing method. BBW, who out of my ignorance, had never heard of. Ana gave me to know the advantages and wonders that had to carry our baby in a cozy way. He was telling me, among many other things, that his son intervene very much, was a child safe, autonomous and unshused. I started by making inquiries on the internet and reading testimonials from BBW practitioners. Previously, Ana had told me about a BBW consultant here near my area of residence. Unfortunately, we can never be together for her to introduce me to the different ways of loading and the options on the market. I have decided to buy a green cloth from MIMAR, even before I have really tried it! Maybe it was the best shopping I ever made. I used it every day to get out, go shopping, walk. Santiago never stragged, and in the early days he fell asleep in seconds, but with so much use and perhaps due to lack of proper maintenance on my part, the cloth was "Russian" from the sun and the worn elasticity. I chose to buy a Mei Tai. Practical, comfortable and super easy to use. I bought it secondhand and simply AMO. I can tell you the best thing I've ever done and do is carry my baby like this. I have full freedom of movement, I can go everywhere, and the most important thing is that the baby loves it.

I have to thank Ana Rodrigues because she was the woman who made me know this world of BBW. Daniel Lam

Anna van Heerden

Our story begins in Babywearing will be 6 years… When my first son was born–Brian, I didn't know anything about motherhood. As I had, unfortunately, obstetric violence at his birth, I decided everything else was going to be different.

I decided I wanted to breastfeed and our route wasn't easy, because Brian was a very demanding baby. Today I know he was just a normal baby… So I was a bit of a prisoner on the couch and the breastfeeding pillow… But I always thought that was not life for me, because I also wanted to walk with him and leave the house. But when he went out and took the cart, after a while he cried even more not and I ended up pushing the cart with him in his lap or sitting to give him breast.

This was no easy thing, but one day I had a click. One day I was on my way to the Hospital Egas Moniz for a consultation, at the time there was no car and used public transport (which are not friends of baby carts and you know well why). I leave the train in Belém, I take the tram and when it is arriving (it was one of the oldest), I signal the driver, who by the way was a conductor (which made me even sadder), nor gave me a chance to close the cart to enter and says very arrogantement And: "You here with cart does not enter!". I had no reaction and she ripped it off. And I was with a two-month-old baby over there another 20 minutes waiting for the next one for luck bus. On this day I said to myself: "BASTA!".

At the time, I talked to my mother about the sadness that was going on in my soul and she told me that she had used me once, a Chicco marsupium, and that she had been very handy. That same day he went looking and sent me. I used it with Brian, a 24-year-old Marsupium, and it really made me feel good. From that day on I never used a stroller, but the comfort of that Marsupium was nothing special. I went, then, looking for one of those all XPTO and spent 60 euros for a whole cushioned. I confess that I had a good time for a while and succeeded in the postpartum course. But I was still unhappy because my back hurt and I didn't feel Brian comfortable, because he was a little bit of a.

Before I still do six months I go into breastfeeding groups and then I realize that I am not an Alien, and along with all these mothers I find that they talk a lot about babywearing, ergonomics, hands free, babies who sleep and do not cry… And I understand, this is what I was looking for!

I start researching more and more and I remember buying a stretch cloth from Dona Cotovia and two slings of rings to Elisabete Rôla… It was fantastic! I finally got to be the mother I always dreamed of for my baby! In time we realized that for Brian's father would be much more practical a backpack, and then we decided to invest in a Ergobaby and went so until our route ended…

At two and a half years we found out that Brian had cancer, one of the rarest and most aggressive in children, and with very few chances of cure… The Brian who already liked to use his legs, had several moments that in the lap was his harbor of shelter, physically left often to endure… And then, Babywearing assumes more than ever a pivotal role in our life… More than all the things of the day-to-day that I have spent, than we have spent daily… Imagine what it is to spend the days in the IPO between buildings, between exams and analyses, treatments, hours and days on the wire. Brian tired of all this and with side effects, yes Brian had many good seasons as never seen in those boys, but also reached the bottom of the pit… And me too, my back, my arms, my fatigue… If it wasn't for that backpack, I don't know…

A day of gift to Kaité, from the brand Psicolor, which is our friend offers by the idea of our Tânia Costa, a mini sling of rings to Brian… Do you know what he did from that day? He's been playing, almost every day, his stuffed tomato… "Son of porters, loader you will be…" You were going to be a great dad, son…

Brian was born until his last day of life… Brian broke the 30/06/2016 with only three years of life…

One day we found out Brian was going to have a rainbow brother… Eric was coming. And I knew I was going to load and load a lot… But this time it was going to be even harder… Why do you ask? Because I wanted to do everything with Eric that I didn't try or know with Brian and I knew it was going to be a challenge… I knew it from the day Alice Pinho sent me a picture of a blue Didymos rag with a woman breastfeeding her baby as a print… That was our first purchase for Eric…

When Eric was born, I took him to maternity, a blue sling like Brian's, but the size of the grown-ups, where I didn't dispose of the use. We also bought a semi-elástico cloth from 1bigo and after a lot of training, Eric's father and I were already in it. We started our adventure at Didymos and went well… Eric was growing up, not crying, sleeping well, sucking on the rag… Anyway, I've never been happier. I just thought because I didn't know all this from brother Brian…

Until one day, after seeing so many publications I decided to venture into other sizes mainly on my back… It doesn't run well! Congratulations to the bed that I have behind me, who supported Eric who fell up there grabbed by my hand. I go out with Alice and take a Workshop from her, we get out of there pros putting Eric on the back, and on that day we get a Mei Tai from Fidella to our Lili Lima…

Since then no one else has stopped us, we started to apply for travellers to test new brands and comforts and I only have to thank all the girls and moms who made us the same, namely Inês, Eliana, Débora, Alice, Lili, Elisabete Rôla, Elisabete Muga, Inês Silva, Sara, Ana Rodrigues and please if you're forgetting someone forgive me but mother's memory know how it is…

We ended up buying a doily and a sling to go to the water, a rainbow of Little Frog, another rainbow to Anita, another ergobaby and an endless amount of bô! s… We gánámos in the dips of Elisabete Rôla, an Onbuhimo and a babywearing cover and we still bought you a traveler sling… We bought Tania a Sensimo, because nowadays we have a lead that kills my shoulders… And our recent acquisition was an Isara The One… And this is our stash (I think I have not forgotten anything…), attention that this was not to advertise, it was just to tell you that we have never used cart with Eric and that wants I want the father we get even more addicted to babywearing and we do many different sizes. We are not pros but we are almost there… 

We still have the fantastic part of Eric's grandmother being Angolan and carrying, from early on, Eric on his back in his Capulanas… What a Wonderful Life for Eric, right?

Less wonderful is mine because I was complaally addicted, like I wanted to carry it forever… But the guy's 14 months old, he's been around since he was 10, and he's already a toddler… You finally found out you have legs… Conclusion, sometimes it will be forced to be loaded to be able to move, makes tape, but after there it is cool… But only for the weekend and a short time…

I hope our babywearing days haven't finished… They say the understandings that this there for the 2 years back and back in force, the desire to be loaded…

At the invitation of Marta and Inês could not fail to share our history, not because it is special, but because it is our… I spent time and time trying to write and I had to finish it now, because it was a special month, because on March 15th, Brian would do six years of life… Because it had to be now… Thank you girls heart…

Many rags have been and have come… But I think the rag of rags is going to be the last one that came home… Just because Elisabete Muga fulfilled my wish and gave the name Brian to one of his last creations, by the way is the blue of Brian… Thanks to her and Babywearing I carry my two children together… Eric's always been hugged by Brian…

Thank you all who are part of this world… of our world…

Rajesh Vana