Transitioning to Cloth Nappies

We purchased our first cloth nappy (from Asda of all places!) when Oliver was 10 weeks old, it was a Bambino Mio Miosolo nappy with a cute bumblebee print. I didn’t know too much about cloth nappies, but after that first purchase I dived right into research and have been obsessed ever since. They’re just so much better for the planet, it’s got to be done. Oli is now 7 and a half months old and we’re not 100% cloth over here, but we are getting closer. We don’t currently have enough nappies for full-time use and have only one nappy really suitable for night time use. But I’m working on it!

The Cost of Cloth.

Yes, when you see the cost of one cloth nappy it can make you gasp. The premium, more expensive brands charge £20 for one nappy! But you can also buy cheaper brands, buy pre-loved or buy a different system which might be more economical.


Our first nappy, the Miosolo was £10 because it was on offer, they’re usually about £15. Our most expensive nappy is the BumGenius Freetime (£19.99) which Oliver is wearing in the photo’s, and typically it’s one of my favourites to use because it’s the easiest of the lot! We also have 3 Little Bloom nappies, which are a cheap brand sold on Amazon and Ebay, the nappies range from £2.50 to £4.50 depending on inserts and fabric. I bought these after my first nappy purchase to see if cloth was for me, they’re cheap, cheerful and have some really cute prints (The yellow cat print Oli is holding below is Little Bloom!) They get the job done but probably won’t last the years and years of use some other makes would. Some brands really hold their value too, so if I decide to sell them after Oliver is out of nappies I might be able to get about 50% of what I spent returned if they remain in good condition. You can’t do that with disposables!

For full-time usage, I guess you would need around 15 daytime nappies and 3-4 night nappies. That’s probably a minimum. Nappy brands are constantly releasing new prints and updating their ranges with new technology so you might find yourself a little addicted to picking up new designs. We have 10 nappies total right now, that gives us 2-3 full days per week of cloth nappy use, the rest of the time we use Naty eco friendly-disposables whilst the cloth nappies are being washed. He also doesn’t use cloth when staying with grandparents on the days I’m at work, but I would like to get them to give it a go.

But What About All The Washing?

For us at the moment it’s two extra loads per week, and as I’m only washing about 6 or 7 nappies at a time (you don’t want to leave them sat about for too long!) it takes 2 minutes to hang them out to dry. Cloth nappies, when you get the fit right (it takes a little practice as it’s not the same as a disposable) are bomb proof, so you probably won’t have to deal with quite as many “explosions” that seep through layers and layers of clothes in those early days! bonus! I thought washing them would be pretty grim, but honestly, it’s not bad at all, I don’t even think about it now.


Cloth isn’t as absorbent as a disposable though so you may need to change more often, but generally a good nappy should last 2-4 hours in the day and night nappies should last all night.

And What About The Different Systems?!`

Now, this is where it can get a little confusing, and it took me quite a while to get my head around. The cloth nappies that you see in my pictures are either all-in-ones or pocket nappies. But there are two other types also, all in two’s or two-part systems. This link describes it quickly and easily with an image of each type of nappy. And it will save me having to bore you with all the differences. All-in-ones are the easiest and pocket nappies dry the fastest but I think it’s good to have a mix! 

I’m going to be purchasing this trial from Tots Bots soon as it will allow us to give their two-part system a go and see what all the fuss is about with their night time nappy, the bamboozle stretch! The pictured funky bright orange nappy with a robot print is a Tots Bots Easyfit Star and it’s great! 

Brands, Styles, & All The Prints!

Another overwhelming part of getting into cloth nappies is the amount of choice! So many brands, so many styles, and so many colourful prints.

My preferred shops are BabiPur and The Nappy Lady, and there are a load more places online, but you can also pick up in person in Asda, and some Boots stores I think. There are also plenty of facebook groups you can join where you can pick up some pre-loved nappies for a couple of quid, this is really great if you just want to give them a trial or test a new brand before investing in new.

The brands we have at the moment are: Tots Bots, BumGenius, Bambino Mio, Close Pop Ins (not pictured) Little Bloom, Little Lamb (The dark teal) and Baba Boo (the cute cacti print). At the moment my preference is for velcro fastenings as Oliver wants to roll and crawl away the second I lie him down, but the disadvantage of velcro is that eventually, he will probably learn he can undo the nappy by his self. Poppers are more time consuming but they are very secure!

Most brands release limited edition prints seasonally and they’re pretty much always gorgeous. The latest Bambino Mio prints are BEAUTIFUL! I gotta get that tropical toucan print asap. Like I needed any more expensive addictions in my life, but hey here we are.

And that’s all for now. There was a lot of nitty-gritty details I didn’t cover like nappy liners and washing powder, but maybe that’s for next time. Hopefully, I can update you if we make it to cloth full time! #goals.

Until then, xo


Birth, Motherhood & Oliver at 2 Months!

I was keen to write up my birth story after Oliver’s birth so that I wouldn’t forget a single second … but then the sleep deprivation hit and that went out of the window.


So I thought I would skip that and go straight for a month 1 update, but who was I kidding, it was almost Christmas, life was still crazy and we even ended up in the hospital (more on that later!).


So, finally, here we are and now Oli is 2 months! It’s gone by in a FLASH. Sleepless nights, emotional breakdowns, first smiles and a whole lot more. I’m already forgetting precious moments so thought I would take advantage of nap time (or several) and write up everything I can so far. This will be wordy..

A Mini Birth Story.

I’m so lucky to say that for Oliver’s birth I got everything I wanted and it was all I could have hoped for. There were some less than pleasant parts, sure, but I had been terrified from the very start, so even I shocked myself with how well I managed to cope.


My contractions started very late Tuesday night, just mild twinges at the time. I luckily had a midwife appointment on Wednesday morning and was due for a sweep as I was 4 days overdue. Once I described the feelings my midwife got very excited and I decided to pass on the sweep to let things progress naturally. She advised me to go home and rest so I did just that, napping, taking regular doses of paracetamol and eating pasta, lush. We went to bed that evening and I tried really hard to rest but the pain was increasing so I had my first bath at about 2am, I think. The warm water helped a lot and I had another bath at about 8 or 9am. I had to call the birth centre on Thursday morning and was advised to take some co-codamol to help with the pain as my contractions were now about 7 minutes apart. The co-codamol was actually really strong and my contractions totally stopped which freaked me out and I called the birth centre again in a panic. The midwife said this was fine, and my body was resting and testing the waters for the pain it can cope with. I had a 2-hour nap (bliss after no sleep) and woke to the pains kicking in again and needing to get in the bath asap. Once out of the bath I think it was around 4 or 5pm and I was struggling with the contractions once again, which were all over the place from 2 minutes to 6 minutes, so I called the birth centre, I think this was when I cried on the phone because they were asking me to stay home until the contractions were more predictable. There was no way I was staying home at this point I was DONE, so she told me to eat and then pack up and come in.


It’s a bloody good job because in the car my contractions were 1-2 minutes apart and it all felt very surreal. We got to the birth centre and were shown to a room and left there for far too long when in pain in my opinion. Finally, my midwife for the evening, Julie, a total star, came to check on me, gave me some gas and air FINALLY YES! and checked me to see I was about 8cm dilated! She asked if I wanted to get into a pool and because I really wanted a water birth I practically bit her hand off saying yes. So we swapped rooms to one with a pool, the lighting was nice and cosy, the water was warm and I was in the pool by 8pm. I don’t remember much of the next few hours. I had my gas and air and the contractions got very intense until it was pushing time! at around 10pm. (Everyone commented on how calm I was afterwards). I did NOT like the feeling one bit, it overtakes your whole body and the pressure feels like your ears will pop. I don’t even want to talk about the last few minutes, the pain! After remaining so calm I do remember having to shout, scream and cry at that bit haaaaha! I was in that final labour stage for about 2 hours until little Oliver arrived at 12:03am on Friday the 17th weighing 6lb 11oz.


Oliver was born in his amniotic sac, which is why my waters never broke. Thanks to being protected in his little bubble he was totally perfect and so soft and small and didn’t cry at all. I barely remember any of those moments in the pool but I think we sat there for a few minutes until Mikey cut his cord.


Then I very shakily got out and we had some skin to skin for a good long while before he was weighed and I had to have some stitches. (honestly, this was worse than labour  birth combined absolutely horrific, would not want to go through that again, not to scare anyone or anything but I must remember this if the crazy idea of more kids ever pops into my head).


We stayed in the birth centre overnight before I was transferred to the birth suite in the morning after my heart rate was very high and I felt dizzy when standing up. They monitored me for 4 hours and all was fine – it was just the blood loss being a bit much for me, but my iron levels were great! hurrah! We could have moved back to the birth centre but I just wanted to go home at this point so we bundled ourselves up and were home by around 4pm Friday afternoon.

Oliver at 1-month-old.

Our 1st month

Those first few days were intense. I remember on day 3 at home I just burst into tears in front of the midwife but I don’t remember why. I think it was the sleep deprivation and coping with the pain of breastfeeding. Breastfeeding in the first few weeks was all kinds of hard, it hurt like hell and I would gasp with the pain every time I had to feed Oli. But it really did get easier thank god. Newborns really do sleep a lot but somehow we managed to get nothing done and it was so hard when you already start off so exhausted from labour. I slept whenever I could and we ended up taking it in turns to sleep with him on our chests for the first week as he wouldn’t settle anywhere else. Netflix and a good sky movie selection were vital for staying up whilst the other slept. 

I think we ventured out just once or twice in the first two weeks, just a walk around Tesco wiped me out and I did push myself too far once or twice and ended up not feeling so great. 

Michael took his full two weeks off to be at home and then used a week of his holidays to work half days for two weeks which was amazing for that first month, even if it did zip by in a flash. 

Oliver at 2 months old, staring at his BFF Freaky Frank.

Oliver at 2 months

Month 2 was a lot easier and so much harder, too. Oli caught a cold a few days before Christmas, which by Christmas day had escalated and he was breathing very quickly and wheezing and was getting quite upset and stressed. We called 111 and they decided paramedics were needed, who arrived, checked him over and decided we needed to go to the hospital. They were worried about how fast he was breathing and if his little body got tired from it. Honestly that ambulance trip was the scariest thing. When we got there a nurse quickly picked him up and literally ran off with him to A&E and by the time I’d caught up he was in the baby incubator machine thingy, crying his little heart out whilst having wires and all sorts attached to him. A paediatrician came to see us and told us he knew straight away it was bronchiolitis, a very common illness for children under 2. We were eventually moved to the children’s ward and he was put on oxygen and given fluids to help him breath easier. We stayed for 2 nights until he had no longer needed oxygen for a full 24 hours and was feeding well. What a first Christmas we’ll never forget!

Aside from that trauma, month 2 has been one full of smiles! He gives me a full beaming grin every morning and loves laughing when we chatter to him or show him his baby books. He hates having his nappy changed and has quite the temper when not having all the attention. His sleep could be better, we don’t have much of a schedule yet – he sleeps for about 4 hours at most at night time, then wakes every 2-3 hours. Daytime naps are hit and miss, either 40 minutes and fussing for hours or a mega 2 hours. Those are my favourite obviously. 

He is just starting to try to control his limbs with lots of repetitive movements and excited thrashing about when he is happy. He quite enjoys a bath and we’re looking forward to taking him swimming soon! I still haven’t got much confidence in taking him out on my own, but that’s something I want to work on soon! 

And that’s all I can think of to say for now! I can’t wait to see what month 3 holds for us..!