One of the things I’ve been told by a midwife to bring to the hospital is a Snappi nappy fastener – the modern and supposedly safer equivalent of the old nappy pin to hold a traditional cloth nappy together. Apparently, the hospital insists on using cloth nappies for the duration of our stay, as that enables them to monitor baby’s output easily.
Those suckers are really hard to find. Tried the usual suspects – BigW and Target – and got nothing. I stared and stared at a packet of nappy safety pins (the old-fashioned ones) and tried to imagine myself fastening the nappy competently. One scenario had me fastening the nappy so loosely, it dropped as soon as I picked up Blobette. One other scenario made me blanche. There is no way I want to wield a sharp object anywhere near a very soft, piercable baby.
So it was back to the Snappi hunt. Tonight, I thought I’d turn to the interweb to scrounge around for an online seller, only to read about this… er… health warning on the Natural Parenting website:
WARNING Snappy/ Nappy Nippa danger
Today a mum from the south east of Sydney experienced first hand the dangers of nappy Snappy’s (known as Nappy Nippa’s in the northern hemisphere). Whilst manouvering over-flowing faeces, feet, flannels & fingers in an attempt to change her baby, the bottom Snappy teeth, which were covered in rouge faeces, got re-caught on the nappy. When the mum applied a combination of wriggling & pressure to release the Snappy it suddenly flung faeces at great speed directly into her mouth. Authorities have released an offical warning.
Yah. The joys of parenthood. Admit it – you’re now cursing my name, and surreptitiously scraping imaginary baby poo from the roof of your mouth. I hear that other people’s babies excretions are always gross, but you’ll be fine with your own baby’s liquid goods. I’m counting on the fact that God might have hardwired mothers and fathers to remain impervious and immune to their child’s stinky bits. But we’ll see.
20 May 2011 at 11:56 pm
Poo is gross. Period.
21 May 2011 at 9:24 am
Heh heh! Good to know. Yes, I don’t know that I’ll exactly warm to the task, even if I can learn to be adept at the whole nappy thing. My colleague’s record at a childcare facility was 21 nappies in 22 minutes. Something to aspire to.
21 May 2011 at 12:20 pm
Now what to do about the boys and those unexpected spurts that always seem to get me. A urine repellant perhaps?
22 May 2011 at 11:09 pm
I’ve heard about those! Um… rubberbands?
23 May 2011 at 10:18 am
Don’t be too scared: my dad stuck a safety pin in my tummy instead of the diaper once, and I lived to tell the tale. From hearsay, cause I don’t remember a thing of course! ;-)