I was asked to review a Lässig changing bag and, honestly, my first thought was, “Not another changing bag.” Then I took a closer look and realised that this really isn’t just another changing bag! Made from recycled polyester by a company committed to pursuing sustainability and taking social responsibility seriously, the Lässig mix ‘n match changing bag deserves a closer look. In fact, I thought you might want a chance to win one too and the brand has sent one for a giveaway here on the blog too. The
Terry square nappies have been the staple of our cloth nappy journey almost from the start. I say “almost” because for the first month or so of Talitha’s life, we folded muslin cloths instead. Knowing that I use cloth nappies, I’m often asked about brands and styles that I’m honestly not well-versed in. Terries really are that good. I’ve not needed to explore. A lot of people seem to find this way of nappying daunting. In fact, cloth nappy advocates often try to encourage skeptics by explaining that cloth bums
Elimination communication involves catching your baby’s poo and wee in a potty, container or whatever instead of just leaving them to go in their nappies. It sounds like something out of Star Trek. It’s probably just what your granny used to do…without the techie name. I first heard about it back when I was thirty-three weeks pregnant and someone commented on my list of things to do before the birth with a link to “Save on nappies – don’t use them?” I read that post and my eyes grew wide.
Choosing reusable nappies over disposables can be daunting when you’re trying to work out what exactly happens in the changing process. As it’s Real Nappy Week thought I’d make a video to answer the questions I’d been getting about how exactly we do cloth nappies. I’m also taking this opportunity to big up my sponsor for the BritMums Live! blogging conference in June, reusable nappy brand Bambino Mio. The surface We start with a chest of drawers as our nappy changing surface to protect our backs. Of course you can
At the risk of sounding like my baby is my dolly, I’ll admit that I enjoy dressing Talitha more than I do myself. There are days when I don’t make it into the shower. A younger version of me would gasp in belief at the sight of me leaving the house sans makeup but that’s exactly the scene more often than not these days. It’s not that I’ve lost interest in my looks. There’s just often not enough time to dress two people and if it’s going to be one
In my online quest to find the cheapest way to deal with the nappy situation, it became apparent that the answer was to go old-school. I’ve followed in my mother’s footsteps. Flat terry nappies it is. Encouragingly, my mother bought metres of terry towelling, cut it into 50x50cm squares and seamed the edges. She’s a legend like that. Armed with 24 of them, these are our main nappies. They also operate as burp cloths, washable wipes for particularly messy poo situations and bibs. I even lay one on the changing
So, with Bambino Mio nappy in hand and crying child atop a chest of drawers, we got down to business.
At thirty-three weeks pregnant, the countdown has begun. Laurence asked me yesterday if we’re in the third trimester yet. I pray he was joking. At any rate, I’m determined to make the most of these next seven (or five or nine or God alone knows how many) weeks.