Tag Archives: nappies

I’ve found love

31 Thursday May 2012

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When I was pregnant, I had no idea of the many varieties and brands of baby change bags available. I naively assumed I could just chuck a nappy or two into my current handbag and that would be that.

Oh how wrong I was.

It wasn’t until my mother in law insisted on buying me a change bag to match our green buggy that my eyes started to open. But again, the idea of buying a bag specifically for nappies seemed a little pointless.

Then, when Frog was born and I eventually started venturing out to mother and baby groups with her, I started to notice an array of nappy baby change bags on offer. The posh mums had a Pacapod or Storksak. These were the ultimate in baby change bags. The Landrover of the changing rooms. They were a status symbol. Continue reading »

The day the virus came to stay

14 Tuesday Jun 2011

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My baby’s poorly – and it stinks.

No, really, it stinks.

There’s nothing quite like being woken at 2am to change a nappy that smells like something concocted by a mad scientist with a penchant for experiments created out of dustbins and sick. Yum.

It’s been a week now. At first we thought it was the teeth. “It’s those bloody teeth again,” I told the (self-proclaimed) Northern Love Machine knowingly. Then, when a tooth failed to appear, I blamed the water in Rochdale. “It’s this water, it’s different from the Southern stuff she’s used to,” I pronounced, equally as knowingly. Continue reading »

Packing the Prime Minister

08 Friday Apr 2011

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You know me, ever the drama queen.

But this week has seen dramatics taken to a new height, with the terrifying and almost impossible task of packing for our first family holiday.

I used to quite enjoy packing for holidays. It was a leisurely and relaxing activity, part of the build-up to the holiday itself. I’d write lists with sub-headings like “Toiletries” and “Swimwear” (I agree, far too much time on my hands). I carefully browsed the shops to find the perfect new bikini. I took my time painting my nails and making sure there were no unruly stragglers in the bikini line area. My legs were shaved and moisterised and I had at least three new outfits for the trip. I even plucked my hairy toes. Yes, it’s fair to say the pre-holiday experience was a pleasant one.

And then I had a baby. Continue reading »