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Last year I turned the big 3.0 and got married - I thought that was my milestone year. As it turns out, 2009 quickly overshadowed 2008 when my husband and I found out we were pregnant. I'm going to be experiencing everything for the first time as a woman and an expectant mother which is why I'm calling this my year of firsts. I'm senior editor for Marie Claire South Africa.
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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Eco nappies

While in Cape Town, Sadie took me to Kids Emporium, a kiddies shop with the most beautiful hand-knitted cotton jerseys, Moses baskets, babygrows and more... Cape Town seems to have the best shops when it comes to kiddies's stuff. We actually went there to look for maternity things but instead my eyes fell on these bamboo nappies I'd heard so much about from Mariette, whose friend swears by.
The range is by www.mothernatureproducts.co.za and is the eco answer to the landfill problem we have in this country. But I must confess, my motive was not an environmental one, but rather, the nappies look and feel so divine and they cost a fraction of the price of the disposable ones. Apparently, the average amount parents spend on nappies in a baby's lifetime is R27 000. These babies cost R3 500 - you get 22 bamboo nappies in green, pink, beige, white... as well as a nappy liners/covers, and a few disposable liners which you use to line the nappy with and then dispose of when she poops or pees. Basically, it's a kit for life!
I just bought a starter kit (one nappy, 55 liners and one nappy cover) and still buy the one pack of nappies a month to stock up but will definitely give these ones a bash. 


Monday, April 6, 2009

My last appearance

I thought I could still do it but I can't anymore. Go out I mean. This weekend was the Cape Town Jazz Festival and the prospect of listening to endless live music performances by Incognito and Mos Def, nipping out for bites to eat around Cape Town, bumping into old familiar faces and catching up, filled me with overwhelming excitement. But by the time 12 midnight rolled around and we were still waiting around to see Mos Def come out, I wanted to dissolve into a heap and cry. My back was sore from all the standing around, my head was throbbing from the sensory overload and my feet and legs were threatening to go into a spasm. 'I wanna go home' was all I was shouting out aloud in my head. 'But your tummy isn't even that big!' my sister says who can't seem to understand my pain...
So that's all folks! My party days are over for now. Sad but true.