Entering the season of motherhood brings its fair share of highs and lows. And more often than not, the lows can feel heavier, especially when you're a first-time mom.

The thing is, it didn’t really get easier for me the second time around. But the birth of our second child gave me a deeper perspective on the paradox of motherhood.

If there's one thing that has saved my sanity (and my job!) after having a second baby, it's babywearing.

Simply put, babywearing is the practice of carrying your baby or toddler close to your body using a carrier or sling. It’s an age-old tradition found across cultures, and today, there are countless types of carriers and carrying styles designed to suit every parent’s lifestyle and comfort.

For remote working moms like me, I’ve learned a few helpful ways to make babywearing fit seamlessly into our daily routine.

Packing for when baby arrives can be stressful. I can totally relate to that overwhelming feeling, even as a second-time mom!

For both of my babies, I packed different set of things, but there are some items that have been absolute lifesavers both times. 

To the newly postpartum momma who is in the throes of motherhood,

To the momma who is up in the wee hours of the morning with a wailing newborn,

To the momma who is struggling to comfort a teething baby,

To the momma who hasn't had a decent shower in days,

To the momma who hasn't eaten a proper sit-down meal in forever,

To the momma who can't recognize herself in the mirror,

To the momma who has lost her pink,

Momma, I get you. I see you. I am in the same boat as well. 

You'd think that since it's not my first time being a mom, it's easier. But it's not.

Each baby you have is a different experience. From the moment they are conceived, they are already their own person — unique in every way. And with that uniqueness comes new challenges, new lessons, and new sacrifices.

But, Momma, your pink isn’t gone forever.

One day, you will sleep again — deep, uninterrupted, dreamless sleep.

One day, you will wear something other than milk-stained shirts and a messy bun.

One day, you will sit down and enjoy a hot meal without rushing.

One day, you will have a long warm shower.

One day, you will look in the mirror and recognize yourself again — not just as a mother, but as a woman with dreams, passions, and a radiant glow that extends beyond motherhood.

Your pink will return, Momma. And when it does, it will be even more beautiful than before, because it will be colored with the love, strength, and resilience that this journey has given you.

Until then, hold on. 

Take small moments for yourself when you can. Breathe deeply, even in the chaos. 

And know that you are never alone in this.