Changing bags are just bags. With a changing mat inside. You could just as easily take any old bag, stick a nappy, some baby wipes and a rectangle of wipe-down plastic inside it and call it a changing bag. But having a changing bag makes us feel more organised, happier, more like 'proper' mummies.
We like the temperature-controlled foil-lined pouch we can put the bottle in (but never do). We like the fact that there is a separate mat that zips into place. We also like the fact that you can buy girlie floral versions now of something that is basically really all about helping you get rid of wee and poo.
We are girls and even if we don't have time to brush our hair any more, we still want to accessorize.
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Thursday, January 29, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
2 Taking three hours to leave the house
In the old days it was easy. Handbag, mobile, keys, go.
Now it’s handbag, mobile, keys, changing bag, nappies, baby wipes, changing mat, bottle, formula, toys, hat, breast pads, muslins, nappy sacks, spare vest, spare trousers, dummy, food, bowl, spoon, blanket, snowsuit (if it’s cold), sunscreen (if it’s hot). And you’ve still forgotten something. That’ll be your keys. And your mobile.
This is why if you are planning to get somewhere for 10am you must get up at 5am.
Now it’s handbag, mobile, keys, changing bag, nappies, baby wipes, changing mat, bottle, formula, toys, hat, breast pads, muslins, nappy sacks, spare vest, spare trousers, dummy, food, bowl, spoon, blanket, snowsuit (if it’s cold), sunscreen (if it’s hot). And you’ve still forgotten something. That’ll be your keys. And your mobile.
This is why if you are planning to get somewhere for 10am you must get up at 5am.
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