These are pocket nappies from Bumgenius, I have two of them in Ribbit and Albert patterns, I fancy a few more though as I've recently found love for them! I have the popper version as I bought them once BB had already worked out how to undo velcro.
Fit - 4/5
Okay, so I can still fit these nappies on my 35lb rather large 2 year old as well as my fairly dinky 11 month old babe. SB is still on the middle rise poppers so he's got a long time left in them and BB is on the second to last poppers (although he rarely wears a nappy, these are one of the only ones that still fit) They wouldn't be my first choice for a dinky baby, they didn't fit SB until he was 3 months and they are quite wide between the legs so are quite bulky on a younger one. On an older babe though, they're perfect. The only thing is the lack of a hip snap means that sometimes we get 'hip-droop' which annoys the hell out of me. Also, the bigger of the two inserts (There's two, a newborn insert and the main one. Although I wouldn't advise just using the newborn insert, it wouldn't last long!) has a rise popper on if you have the outer snapped down - this is lovely but makes one end of the insert really bulky, and I have to put the bulky bit at the back or we get major tummy gape.
Absorbency - 3/5
These are microfibre inserts, so they're never going to be the most absorbent nappies, but they are good. BB and microfibre don't go well, so they don't last very long on him at all but SB gets about 3 hours out of them.
Containment - 2/5
No double gusset. No secondary poo catcher. Have had a number of stained vests for a Bumgenius poo. However, there is a flap at the top for the inserts which does catch the up the back bit!
Ease of use - 5/5
These are a brilliant nursery/daddy nappy. I stuff them as soon as they're dry, snap them onto the middle rise for SB before putting them away and all they have to do is put them on! Two poppers on each side, and boom, you're done.
Drying time - 5/5
Microfibre inserts = quick drying, perfect for winter.
Overall - 4/5
Lovely nappies. They fit well, they're easy to use, quick drying and come in cute colours. They're great for my nursery bag and one of the first nappy that DB picks out to put on the baby.
I am a full-time working mummy Bear to two little Bears, I juggle motherhood, running a home and working in a busy lab, not always particularly well but we muddle through! I'm fighting post-natal depression, a Bear in the terrible twos and another with the worst sleeping pattern ever. My household isn't perfect, it's loud, and sometimes messy and I'm really quite disorganized, , but I wouldn't change my Bears for the world!
Friday, 16 August 2013
Close Parent Pop-in Dream Dri Review
These were the very first nappies I purchased! And I still love them. A birth-to-potty All in Two nappy with two snap in microfibre inserts.
Fit- 3/5
I found these nappies come up very small. They were too small for BB well before he was two, I could no longer get them around his waist! The rise was fine it really was just the waist that was too small. However, they were perfect when SB was a tiny bear, although quite bulky between the legs of a newborn, they do go very small. At 11 months and around 21lbs he's still on the middle rise, and there's still plenty of room around his waist as he's got a skinny belly, and they fit his chunky thighs too!
Absorbancy - 3/5
BB is a wee machine, and microfibre isn't great for him. I got an hour and a half-ish out of these nappies and fell out of love with them. They went to the bottom of my nappy pile and were used as poo nappies (Come on, everybody has a poo nappy, the one you use when you know a poo is coming!). However, I ended up loving them for SB, he's a moderate wetter and they last a good 3 hours on him with both boosters in.
Containment - 5/5
These nappies are BOMBPROOF. I have never had a pooplosion escape the iron-cast double gusset of a pop-in. There's a lip at the top of the nappies which catches any 'up-the-back' jobbies too! Although the inserts make for messy clean up if there it's weaning poo as it goes everywhere.
Ease of Use - 4/5
The first thing DB said on picking up this nappy was "WHY THE HELL IS THERE SO MANY POPPERS ON IT?!" It confused the hell out of him. However, if I put the inserts in (larger insert snaps into the waterproof outer, then small insert on top), and make sure it's snapped at the right rise, he can use them. I also use them as nursery nappies, the velcro makes it easy for them to use and I know they'll last a good while.
Drying time 5/5
These nappies are pretty much dry straight out of the washer! They literally take a few hours to air dry, so perfect for winter when you need nappies that will dry quickly.
Overall - 3.5/5
For SB they're really good, I get a good few hours out of them, they fit him perfectly and they're easy to wash and dry. For BB, they are too small for him and he outpees them, so depending on the age and how much your LO pees, theses may or may not be for you.
Fit- 3/5
I found these nappies come up very small. They were too small for BB well before he was two, I could no longer get them around his waist! The rise was fine it really was just the waist that was too small. However, they were perfect when SB was a tiny bear, although quite bulky between the legs of a newborn, they do go very small. At 11 months and around 21lbs he's still on the middle rise, and there's still plenty of room around his waist as he's got a skinny belly, and they fit his chunky thighs too!
Absorbancy - 3/5
BB is a wee machine, and microfibre isn't great for him. I got an hour and a half-ish out of these nappies and fell out of love with them. They went to the bottom of my nappy pile and were used as poo nappies (Come on, everybody has a poo nappy, the one you use when you know a poo is coming!). However, I ended up loving them for SB, he's a moderate wetter and they last a good 3 hours on him with both boosters in.
Containment - 5/5
These nappies are BOMBPROOF. I have never had a pooplosion escape the iron-cast double gusset of a pop-in. There's a lip at the top of the nappies which catches any 'up-the-back' jobbies too! Although the inserts make for messy clean up if there it's weaning poo as it goes everywhere.
Ease of Use - 4/5
The first thing DB said on picking up this nappy was "WHY THE HELL IS THERE SO MANY POPPERS ON IT?!" It confused the hell out of him. However, if I put the inserts in (larger insert snaps into the waterproof outer, then small insert on top), and make sure it's snapped at the right rise, he can use them. I also use them as nursery nappies, the velcro makes it easy for them to use and I know they'll last a good while.
Drying time 5/5
These nappies are pretty much dry straight out of the washer! They literally take a few hours to air dry, so perfect for winter when you need nappies that will dry quickly.
Overall - 3.5/5
For SB they're really good, I get a good few hours out of them, they fit him perfectly and they're easy to wash and dry. For BB, they are too small for him and he outpees them, so depending on the age and how much your LO pees, theses may or may not be for you.
Thursday, 1 August 2013
Bear cuddles make it all better
I'm having a bit of a crappy time at the minute.
I'm trying to roll with the punches but I'm finding it harder and harder to get up after every knock.
I was a silly mummy Bear and took myself off of my anti-depressants because I'm a stubborn arse and I don't like relying on them. And I thought I was coping. And now I find I'm getting overwhelmed. A lot. I thought I was okay, I really did, and now life is getting the better of me.
Even without all the rubbish stuff that's happened this week (I won't bore you with boring grown up stuff) I think when it gets to the point that normal daily life is getting on top of you and you can't get your thoughts in order because there's too much to think about and you cry because you feel like a failure, that maybe it's time to get help.
Don't get me wrong, my Bears are safe and happy. Mummy is a bit shouty but she feeds them, bathes them, plays with them, keeps them safe. But I panic when I look around and see that I haven't washed up for two days, or done a load of washing for five days (it's okay, the boys have lots of clothes), I need to pack the nursery bags and make lunches, and BB has decided he doesn't want to go to bed and my overtired baby can't fall asleep without being on and off my boob for hours and Daddy Bear isn't home and I haven't eaten since lunchtime yet alone thought about cooking mine and DB's tea, and I was up at 5.20 then worked a full day so I'M BLOODY EXHAUSTED AND JUST WANT TO CURL INTO A BALL AND CRY.
Yeah. That.
I think it's time to get help.
I have calmed down tonight. My mum has taken BB for the night, I've told work I'm not coming in to work at the moment (As I fear I may have a breakdown, given that I nipped in to get something today and cried in the elevator), and I spent an hour having lovely booby cuddles with SB. Tomorrow I shall take him to nursery and spend the day trying to work out where to go next.
I apologise for the rant... I figured this was the best way xxx
I'm trying to roll with the punches but I'm finding it harder and harder to get up after every knock.
I was a silly mummy Bear and took myself off of my anti-depressants because I'm a stubborn arse and I don't like relying on them. And I thought I was coping. And now I find I'm getting overwhelmed. A lot. I thought I was okay, I really did, and now life is getting the better of me.
Even without all the rubbish stuff that's happened this week (I won't bore you with boring grown up stuff) I think when it gets to the point that normal daily life is getting on top of you and you can't get your thoughts in order because there's too much to think about and you cry because you feel like a failure, that maybe it's time to get help.
Don't get me wrong, my Bears are safe and happy. Mummy is a bit shouty but she feeds them, bathes them, plays with them, keeps them safe. But I panic when I look around and see that I haven't washed up for two days, or done a load of washing for five days (it's okay, the boys have lots of clothes), I need to pack the nursery bags and make lunches, and BB has decided he doesn't want to go to bed and my overtired baby can't fall asleep without being on and off my boob for hours and Daddy Bear isn't home and I haven't eaten since lunchtime yet alone thought about cooking mine and DB's tea, and I was up at 5.20 then worked a full day so I'M BLOODY EXHAUSTED AND JUST WANT TO CURL INTO A BALL AND CRY.
Yeah. That.
I think it's time to get help.
I have calmed down tonight. My mum has taken BB for the night, I've told work I'm not coming in to work at the moment (As I fear I may have a breakdown, given that I nipped in to get something today and cried in the elevator), and I spent an hour having lovely booby cuddles with SB. Tomorrow I shall take him to nursery and spend the day trying to work out where to go next.
I apologise for the rant... I figured this was the best way xxx
Saturday, 27 July 2013
Why doesn't he love me?!
SB is having one of his epic morning naps, I love this time at the weekends because I get time on my own with BB. We are currently playing with his wooden train track.
Me: can I have a kiss?
Bb: no.
Me: please?
Bb: no.
*lays down on the floor and pretends to cry. Loudly.
Bb: mummy?
Me: (hopefully) yes?
Bb: you're laying on my train track.
Me: oh. *shuffles sideways and continues wailing*
A few minutes pass.
Bb: mummy?
Me: yes?
Bb: chocolate biscuit please?
Me: no.
Bb: I give you kiss?
He's two years old and already bargaining with me.
And yes, he's currently eating a chocolate biscuit. I needed a kiss. Bad mummy bear.
Me: can I have a kiss?
Bb: no.
Me: please?
Bb: no.
*lays down on the floor and pretends to cry. Loudly.
Bb: mummy?
Me: (hopefully) yes?
Bb: you're laying on my train track.
Me: oh. *shuffles sideways and continues wailing*
A few minutes pass.
Bb: mummy?
Me: yes?
Bb: chocolate biscuit please?
Me: no.
Bb: I give you kiss?
He's two years old and already bargaining with me.
And yes, he's currently eating a chocolate biscuit. I needed a kiss. Bad mummy bear.
Friday, 19 July 2013
This has been a crappy week...
Literally!!
I have cleaned up so much poo this week I have it down to a fine art.
I don't have an issue with poo. It's not pleasant but I've become immune to it over the past two years. But this week both my Bears have insisted on pooing everywhere. It's hot. It stinks. It's gross.
Two poos in pants from BB, who then freaks out because when you pull his pants down he gets poo all down his legs and you have to hose him off in the shower if you don't want to use 150 wet wipes.
One poo on the floor from BB. He was running up the stairs to get to the toilet, naked after his bath... and couldn't hold it so managed to get poo all the way up my stairs. Impressive, but disgusting.
And now SB had his first nappy off time for weeks. And crapped in the middle of my rug before crawling off and smearing it across my carpet. Nice. Thanks for that.
And to top it off I've been on early shifts this week, having to drag both babies out of bed to take them to nursery in the mornings and having very tired grumpy babies. And this morning, when I don't have to wake up, SB's eyes ping open at 6am. Sigh.
I'll be the one in the corner propping herself up with coffee, with a faint smell of poo wafting around her...
I have cleaned up so much poo this week I have it down to a fine art.
I don't have an issue with poo. It's not pleasant but I've become immune to it over the past two years. But this week both my Bears have insisted on pooing everywhere. It's hot. It stinks. It's gross.
Two poos in pants from BB, who then freaks out because when you pull his pants down he gets poo all down his legs and you have to hose him off in the shower if you don't want to use 150 wet wipes.
One poo on the floor from BB. He was running up the stairs to get to the toilet, naked after his bath... and couldn't hold it so managed to get poo all the way up my stairs. Impressive, but disgusting.
And now SB had his first nappy off time for weeks. And crapped in the middle of my rug before crawling off and smearing it across my carpet. Nice. Thanks for that.
And to top it off I've been on early shifts this week, having to drag both babies out of bed to take them to nursery in the mornings and having very tired grumpy babies. And this morning, when I don't have to wake up, SB's eyes ping open at 6am. Sigh.
I'll be the one in the corner propping herself up with coffee, with a faint smell of poo wafting around her...
Thursday, 18 July 2013
More breastfeeding battles
I naively thought that breastfeeding was the easiest, most natural thing in the world.
With BB, I gave up after lack of support and supply issues made me feel like a failure.
With SB, I had wonderful support from a Breastfeeding Support Worker, The Breastfeeding Network and lovely mummies on Facebook groups.
With them, I have battled through a tongue tie, a lip tie, colic, having a needy baby and a young toddler and hard night after hard night.
But 10 months on, we still have issues.
Feeding an older baby comes with it's own stack of problems.
We have no immediate plans to give up, despite the weird looks, I will give up when it is time for both of us, not when anybody else thinks it's time. I'm hoping it will get to a point where he chooses to wean himself, but we will see how it goes. We've fed on buses, boats and the tube, in taxis and cars leaning over his car seat, in aquariums, restaurants, and walking around the market in the sling. It suits us, and that's all that matters.
With BB, I gave up after lack of support and supply issues made me feel like a failure.
With SB, I had wonderful support from a Breastfeeding Support Worker, The Breastfeeding Network and lovely mummies on Facebook groups.
With them, I have battled through a tongue tie, a lip tie, colic, having a needy baby and a young toddler and hard night after hard night.
But 10 months on, we still have issues.
Feeding an older baby comes with it's own stack of problems.
- Teething. He doesn't latch on properly when he's teething, so grumpy baby aside we have to struggle with oversupply issues, windy tummy and a sicky baby.
- Biting. Usually comes hand-in hand with teething, but with three sharp teeth, it's enough to bring tears to my eyes. He bites when his gums hurt, he bites when I offer milk and he doesn't want it, he bites when he's tired. If it's a cheeky bite, I take him off and pop him on the floor, but when he's tired and miserable I don't want to upset him more so I tend to ignore it.
- Distraction. A noisy two year old makes for difficult feeding! SB is more interested in watching BB running around than feeding. and if he is interested in booby, BB thinks it's hilarious to blow raspberries on his tummy, or tickle him, or get impatient because he wants to play with his brother and try and pull him off, because he's helpful like that.
- Judging. I got enough weird looks feeding a smaller baby, apparently feeding a 10 month old is past the limits of normal social behaviour...
- Nursing strikes. SB has recently gotten over tonsillitis, a scary time when he refused booby or bottle completely for three days, took tiny sips of water and refused to eat. He's only just getting back into the swing of feeding again, and it took 24 hours of constant feeding to get my supply back up.
We have no immediate plans to give up, despite the weird looks, I will give up when it is time for both of us, not when anybody else thinks it's time. I'm hoping it will get to a point where he chooses to wean himself, but we will see how it goes. We've fed on buses, boats and the tube, in taxis and cars leaning over his car seat, in aquariums, restaurants, and walking around the market in the sling. It suits us, and that's all that matters.
Potty training - the first edition
So we have begun potty training. BB has shown signs for a while, holding his wees, squatting when he was going and saying 'I've done a wet', using the potty occasionally. But I didn't have the time to give it a proper go whilst working full-time. My original plan was to try whilst I ahd a week off, but it was a week of visits to the aquarium, the fire station, harbour tours and going to visit my sister-in-law so by the weekend I'd given up and figured we'd just wait a little longer.
But on the Saturday, we had a rare day at home and so I left BB's nappy off and left the potty in sight. By the end of that day, we'd only had one accident, all other wees had gone in the potty without much prompting. So I took this as a promising sign, and again on the Sunday, left his nappy off. Again, he told me when he needed the toilet, and used the potty all day. So on the Monday, when he was back at nursery, I took him in pants with the nappies in the bag in case, expecting that he probably wouldn't be interested in using the potty at nursery.
He didn't! Nursery were really impressed and all week he used the potty or the toilet with one or two accidents a day!
He still is having the odd accident, usually if he is busy playing or eating but we have been able to go out for the day and he's happy to use the toilet when he needs to go, and he likes wearing pants. Even if it means that none of his shorts fit without a big cloth bum to hold them up...
The poo battle is a story for another time but for now, we have conquered the wees!
But on the Saturday, we had a rare day at home and so I left BB's nappy off and left the potty in sight. By the end of that day, we'd only had one accident, all other wees had gone in the potty without much prompting. So I took this as a promising sign, and again on the Sunday, left his nappy off. Again, he told me when he needed the toilet, and used the potty all day. So on the Monday, when he was back at nursery, I took him in pants with the nappies in the bag in case, expecting that he probably wouldn't be interested in using the potty at nursery.
He didn't! Nursery were really impressed and all week he used the potty or the toilet with one or two accidents a day!
He still is having the odd accident, usually if he is busy playing or eating but we have been able to go out for the day and he's happy to use the toilet when he needs to go, and he likes wearing pants. Even if it means that none of his shorts fit without a big cloth bum to hold them up...
The poo battle is a story for another time but for now, we have conquered the wees!
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