Zero Waste Week
This week is Zero Waste Week. What do they mean by zero waste? I hear you say. Well it is as simple as it sounds. The aim is to reduce or completely eliminate the amount you throw away. If you spend next to no time actually thinking about how much stuff you do chuck out, when someone tells you it is zero waste week you might be quite disgusted to think about what you do sling in the bin. The Jessop household has been on the case of this for a while. Emily has reusable nappies and we don’t use wet wipes at all. I’ve made the switch to…
Why hello Aunt Flo!
After a two year long absence, Mother Nature decided to pay me a visit last week and I was really happy to see her. Yeah I know periods can be a lot of faff! And yeah I can remember the cramping (God, do I remembering the cramping) and the mood swings and the greasy, spotty face and massive implications for eating one slightly unhealthy thing and yeah I remember all the sodding about with pads and tampons and choosing the right knickers etc. But over the last two years I’ve come to view my period differently. I overheard two of my year 11 students talking the other day. These two…
The Cloth Nappy Stash Shot
The stash shot is a fairly common occurrence amongst cloth nappy mums (and dads). I’ve never really been that bothered about how the nappies looked in a drawer or cupboard. I am infinitely happier with the way they look on Emily’s bottom. Many cloth nappy manufacturers and distributors are keen to see your stash shots though. Some even offer prizes for their favourite. Therefore it seems that it is always handy to have a photo somewhere to whip out should you see a comp on Facebook or Twitter. I mean who wouldn’t want a free nappy. So here’s mine: This is probably only about two thirds of my stash…
Saving the planet, one stitch at a time
Once you are on the reusable scene suddenly your eyes opened to reusable alternatives to practically everything you previously discarded. My reusable journey started with nappies, which I think I found out about because I had seen a friends baby a few years ago with a pretty nappy on. When we found I was pregnant I quickly did my research and discovered a world of choice. My next step was then to reusable wipes. These really are a non-optional accessory if you are using real nappies but I’ve already written about that in another post, so I won’t bore you tears with that one again. After that I started to…
Disposable nappy? The smell is crappy!
Dan, Emily and I are on holiday at the moment. We’ve gone on a short break to our nearby Center Parcs. It’s a great place for kids and adults alike and everybody was recommending it to us hence we thought we’d head here for a couple of days. Our accommodation comprises of a three-bedroomed lodge; we have a little patio with a BBQ and a small kitchen with cooker, dishwasher etc. What our little kitchen is missing, however, is a washing machine and this raises a problem. As you are probably aware I am big on the reusable stuff, particularly when it comes to Emily. As soon as we were…
New age parenting?
I had some friends come round today who we haven’t seen in quite a while. At one point we were really close to the bloke (he was the only person who new me and my husband were dating when we were trying to hide it from our collective boss), but over the years we have grown apart. Anyway little Emily is a bit of a magnet for attracting people you haven’t seen in a while, so round they came with a Ewan the Sheep snugly which is now coated in dribble. Some reminiscing happened about our alcohol fuelled youth and the antics the three of us got up to when…
Forget Nandos! Fancy a Cheeky Wipe?
Cheeky Wipes have taken over our household. If you don’t know what they are they are a brand of reusable wipes. When I told my mum about these she said ‘so they are basically little flannels?!’ And once again my mum was right. I looked into these because I was sick and tired of wiping Emily’s bottom with tiny bits of cotton wool. My goodness, how stupid is using cotton wool? Firstly, you get through an entire bag cleaning up one average sized poo, then you spend the next day or two picking strands of the stuff off of her bum, legs, your fingers, your clothes, any surface the cotton…
