When Frog was first born, my mum attempted to persuade me to use cloth nappies. “Yuck”, I replied. “What do you think I am? Some kind of hippy?”. Continue reading »
I’ve been cheating recently. I’m not proud of it – it’s not big and it’s not clever.
I was feeling a little tired, you see. Taken for granted, if you will. I felt like we just needed a break, to give us both time to grow.
And that break has worked wonders. Because, thankfully, the relationship is back on track. Continue reading »
I know Real Nappy Week isn’t over yet and so this celebration may be a bit premature. But I’m going to live dangerously.
We’ve got to day 6 of Real Nappy Week with no spillages, no poo on carpets and no fuss. I can’t believe how easy it’s been. Seriously.
When Bambino Mio asked me to take up the Real Nappy Challenge and swap a disposable for a reusable every day for a week, I wasn’t convinced. But after realising the wine budget was being spent on nappies, I thought I’d give it a go. I really like wine, see. Continue reading »
It’s a big week in this house. We’re trying something new.
Real nappies. That is, the cloth ones that you have to wash. Hmmmm.
Since Frog was born ten months ago, we’ve always been disposable kind of girls (I say “we”, clearly she was the one actually wearing the nappies). Ever the lazy mother I was keen not to make extra work for myself by constant washing. Sorry Environment, but I really don’t have the time. Continue reading »