Too much excitement just might kill me!
I’ve always been the crunchiest person I know, although by some standards I’m pretty tame. Monkey was a home water birth; we use cloth nappies and still breastfeed and co-sleep at 16 months. Although I haven’t had a postpartum period yet, when I do, I use a Diva Cup and cloth pads. If there’s a low chemical or more environmentally friendly product that does a comparable job, I like to use it – I don’t believe its necessary to disinfect everything all the time and I hate to be wasteful.
That was until Monkey started having chemo. Then we became a hardcore disposable disinfecting product chemical loving household. The doctors told us we didn’t need to start disinfecting everything – most of the risk of infection came from his own internal and external flora (and takeaway chicken).
We decided to do it anyway. I guess it was equal parts “better safe than sorry” and “need to feel like I’m doing something to help”.
As soon as we brought him home from hospital, I went on a chemical laden shopping spree. I bought some things I’d never bought before, and things I’d stopped buying in favour of lower chemical alternatives. I came home with disposable disinfecting wipes for surfaces and hands, bleach and spray disinfectant, Milton’s solution to disinfect drink bottles and toothbrushes, commercial laundry powder. I spent a small fortune on products that until now we’d always done perfectly well without.
But now Monkey is in remission! So I’m trying to get my crunch back.
The last of my laundry powder ran out last week, so I’ve switched back to soapnuts. Instead of wiping the highchair with disposable disinfectant wipes, we use a (clean) sponge. The drink bottles are back to being run through the dishwasher.
It feels good to be getting back to my old way of doing things. Its starting to feel like Monkey was never sick at all.
Now if only I could work out how to successfully remove mould from the shower with bicarb like a proper hippy!