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Babyhug Pram: It Keeps the Baby Happy, Which Makes Mamma Happy!
This story is about a Babyhug pram. As the name suggests, it really ‘hugs my baby’, gives warmth, and makes him feel like the pram is a home that he doesn’t love moving out of! Taking him out in the pram makes him feel very comfortable, and it it also easy for us to handle. And my all-time favourite blue has become his favourite shade, too! The colours on the pram are so bright, and there are characters on it (which I am so tired of repeating to my little one, yet mamma is happy doing it over and over again!).
The moment the clock ticks 5, my baby starts roaming around, looking for the pram, and pulls at our hands to take him out. The 5-point safety harness keeps us calm, knowing that the baby is quite safe in the pram. The canopy of the pram helped me a lot in the summer, as I could cover the pram, and ensure my little baby’s skin stays safe and soft. And not to forget the little pouch in the pram that plays his favourite lullabies! He dozes off so easily all the time, wondering where the sound is coming from. 3 levels down is his favourite, with his blanket in there.
Anytime he gets cranky, I turn him towards me so he can see his mamma. Seeing that smile on his face brightens my day at any point of time. Those wheels, which listen to me, makes my job much easier! My life is made simple, as I can wash the cloth in the pram easily. It is hassle-free work. And lastly, the folding of the pram is made so easy with the levers – mamma is very happy that it occupies less space!
This was my story, which indeed justified my title, that when the baby is happy, mamma is happy.