Something new from Silly Goose Baby! Meet Silly Goose Delux

I finally did it! I made another Goose! It features two major differences compared to the Classic Goose. But, the fabulous adjusting feature that makes it a Silly Goose remains the same.


After much pestering by my customer base, I designed a hood! The hood features webbing and a buckle that attaches to the shoulder strap on each side. Literally, it's a snap to use! Because the hood comes out of the top of the body, the top of the carrier is straight rather than curved like the classic.

My wonderful husband and our 2.5 year old who weighs about 24 pounds here:





It also has a different strap angle. This results in the child held tighter to you. You can see that here with me wearing our newborn--here she is less than a week old and weighs about 7 pounds.





It features an un-padded body, also different from the Classic which features a lightly padded body.

More pictures to come. And there should be several available for sale within the next week.

Happy Babywearing!

Price changes

As of Friday, September 12th, prices will be going up at Silly Goose Baby. Ajustments are as follows:

Classic Goose: $104
Delux Goose (stay tuned!): $130
Applique Goose: $189

The price of materials is rising. I need to pay the help. And with that help I'm planning to have a more regular offering of in-stock carriers and limited wholesale.

And maybe I'll be able to get more sleep. Notice that it's 9pm and not 11pm that I'm writing this?? YAY!

Thanks so much for your support!

No, it's not gas

That's a real smile.

Ring sling ding-a-ling

I have three children. The oldest just turned five. When she was tiny I discovered babywearing. I didn't discover the babywearing love with her, but I did discover babywearing. I blame it on the ring sling, not the baby.

I had purchased a ring sling after seeing one at a local le Leche meeting. It was a good ring sling. And I watched the video and tried to figure it out. I used it on occasion, but I could never get it right and it was never really comfortable. So I did the natural thing any uncomfortable and slightly frustrated new mother would do and gave up.

With baby #2, I discovered the mei tai and shortly afterwards (like literally 2 seconds afterwards), babywearing love. Since then I've branched into other carriers--particularly wraps. But I still considered myself quite ring sling challenged, as I termed it.

Yesterday I walked into my local baby wearing meeting with baby #3 expertly tucked into my one ring sling. The two leaders literally stopped what they were doing and looked at me in shock, "Is that a ring sling?? Is that really Heidi??" I was late, so there was no doubt that it was me. They were obviously surprised and might still be in shock.

It had been no secret how challenged I had been. But yes, I finally mastered the ring sling. I understand it and how it works and I can make it work for me. And I'm rather proud of that. I now consider myself a well-rounded baby wearer--crafter of one carrier, advocate of many.

I was talking with a fellow babywearer this evening and I mentioned that I had used my ring sling today. She promptly announced that she was a "ring sling ding-a-ling," a term that totally cracked me up! In fact, I kind of wish I had thought of it before I had mastered the darn thing. It would have been more fun. I may have not worked so hard to figure it out just so I could sit under that term and giggle.



Carry on!

That beer commercial

I don't drink beer. I don't like beer. I don't have any grand or fancy or moral reasons for that. I simply don't like how it tastes or even smells.

I love the Olympics. I don't normally watch television, but I've been watching on and off. That swimming dude I had pegged as basically a big dork who was saved by swimming and is now showing the world what he's made of, not just all those kids that picked on him when he was growing up. And then I read in the paper that all he wanted to do after winning his 8th medal was go see his mom. That absolutely endeared him to me. Then I watched Bob interview him and his mom and I was way impressed by both of them. Shoot, she's a middle school administrator. That's a special woman no matter how you look at it.

But I digress. Tonite we were watching some diving and those darn draft horses and that dog. "Maybe next year, Hank." I am ashamed to admit that I cried! What is wrong with me?? I cry at a dumb dalmation (we had one; it was dumb and I will admit that I therefore judge all dalmations by that dog) barking at the horse pulling a freight train. And that horse coming out of the barn all ready to go after he made the cut. I'm getting all choked up just typing this. My gosh!

But then I realize that it's a beer commercial. And then I remember that tonite when we came home our neighbors on the hill (or maybe they aren't home and it's just their kids) were having a pool party. And apparently that beer company is sponsoring it--at least that's what I assumed by the giant banner hanging on their balcony.

So here I am all choked up by a horse and a dog and rolling my eyes at a giant banner hanging on a balcony. And it's all silly, really. And I'm just left feeling hormonal and emotional because of that beer that I don't even like. I guess that's what I get for watching television.

Finally! Photographic proof that it works!

I've known it works. I've seen it and I've done it. But I've never been able to catch it on camera. I tried, believe me I tried. But all my friends were having babies that weighed in at nine to eleven pounds AT BIRTH! I told them that those are not newborns--they are 3 month olds!

At any rate, I had to have my OWN baby that weighed in at 7 pounds when she was born and about 8 pounds here at just shy of 3 weeks old. And since I didn't design this carrier until my previous baby was about 5 months old, I finally got to REALLY play with it with a newborn. And I must say, the Silly Goose Baby mei tai is fabulous for a newborn!

Since playing with this extensively (she LOVES being worn! Yay!), I've figured out that wrapping the staps around her little back and spreading them, tying behind me is seriously comfortable and it stays put. (I adhore extra long straps. I can still do all that wrapping with regular length straps. And so can my husband. See previous blog post for pics!)

So, here is my little eight pounder who is just shy of three weeks old in these picutres--and me, just shy of three weeks post partum--caught on camera by my wonderful husband at his parents's house at a party I was forced to get "fixed up" for (i.e. I wore clothes that aren't stained and I fixed my hair). Without further rambling (and drum roll, please!), pictures of a newborn all snug and happy riding legs out in a Silly Goose Baby.









Happy Babywearing!

I love my husband

You know, sometimes I just look at him and think, "What in the world did I do to deserve such a great guy?" On Sunday he braved the mall with me because I literally didn't have a thing to wear that wasn't stained or even the right size. (Gotta love post-partum.) So, in addition to him coming to the mall with me, he does this:




























And then we get in the store and our almost 5-year-old realizes that her shoes are hurting her feet, so she obviously needs some assistance. Daddy to the rescue!





























If everyone had a husband and daddy like we have in our little family, the world would be overall a much happier place. I love this guy!