Show me your nappy bag and I’ll tell you what type of mum (or dad) you are…

celinecorre
Dec 21, 2015
4 min read

A couple of days ago, I have been chosen by Les Carnets de La Petite Maison for a TAG created by Fanny from the French blog Veux pas! : Montre-moi ton sac à langer, je te dirai quelle maman (ou papa) tu es! (Show me your nappy bag and I’ll tell you what type of mum (or dad) you are!)

"The point is to show a picture of the nappy bag that you use for your little cuties. Then explain why you have chosen this bag in particular and what you keep inside.

Finally, describe the type of mum (or dad) that you are: organised, far-sighted, cool, messy, tidy… (the picture of the nappy bag should help your readers to guess)."

Ok, so. Before I start, I have to admit that while I was pregnant and that all my friends were spending hundreds of dollars in something that I would just call “common bags”, I have to say that it had left me quite puzzled.

Why would I put so much money in an item that I didn’t really find attractive or necessary?

Of course, I was aware that I would need a suitable bag in order to take everything with us when we would have to go out with baby.

But was it that justified to spend such a sum of money?

Were these bags made especially for mums that different to normal handbags containing cases inside for example?

At the time, after a lot of thought, I had made my choice and decided that no, it wasn’t worth it. I had no intention to bankrupt myself because of a pointless and ugly accessory.

I had then chosen a much less expensive solution and had been very proud of myself when I had found this pretty handbag, which would sure do the job. Then I had bought some cases to put inside. And the lot had cost me pretty much nothing. At least compared to those crazily expensive nappy bags. And I was so happy with myself.

What else could I have asked for?

Except that a couple of months later, I understood how wrong I had been.

Oh yes, you can’t deny it: there are so many things out there that you can’t understand when you don’t have kids.

All of a sudden, everything got enlightened and oh how I regretted my decision!

The deal of the century was no more.

Yes, nappy bags are supa dupa useful.

And no, they don’t have to be ugly.

I have wasted so much of my time just searching in this damn bag without ever being able to find anything.

I was always leaving home feeling that everything was in its place and of course, just when I needed something, a bib, a nappy, a wipe, anything, I could find absolutely everything except what I was looking for.

Now, I let you imagine the situation when we were in a state of crisis. When the mum for example (ie me) was facing any type of emergency (pooplosion, vomiplosion, screaming child, etc.)

Yes, this bloody bag gave me some hard times. And it even dared to attack my own couple:

"You’re so disorganised, look at this mess!", "Your bag is ugly anyway", "Oh come on, hurry up, give me that tissue, it’s leaking everywhere! Grab something, anything!", "You always forget something, you should make a list and follow it!", blablabla.

Can you imagine? It dared to attack my own couple!!

I resisted one year and a half though.

And then, one day I gave up:

"Hey hun, what would you like for Mother’s Day?" "Hmmm… I don’t know… Oh wait! I know! A nappy bag!"

Flo didn’t even try to negotiate, he thought that it was a perfect idea. Whatever the price would be, we needed one, for our sanity.

After some research on the Internet, I realised that nappy bags weren’t necessarily synonyms of tackiness and that yes, they were quite expensive but for sure you didn’t have to spend one month’s salary to find something nice.

The one on the picture underneath seduced me then and my Flo hastened to get it for me:

Since then, life has been beautiful, the birds have been singing every single day, the sun shining.

This bag is absolutely magical.

I don’t even need to use my eyes to find what I’m looking for.

Everything stays in its place, nothing moves. I know exactly where everything is, everywhere, every time.

My couple has never questioned itself anymore because of a bag.

We take it with us everywhere we go of course.

Inside, there are some nappies, wipes, face washers, a changing mat, tissues, some moisturiser, sunscreen (we’re in Australia, hey!), a hat, some spare clothes, sunnies, a little hand sanitizer, a scarf, some baby books, one or two toys, arnica, water, bibs.

Ok, I have to say that this bag is a little bit big maybe so we rarely take it when we go out briefly.

In that case, I grab my good old “normal” bag and put only the bare minimum inside. And I have no problem with it (because it’s almost empty).

We get along pretty well now, all is well that ends well.

So now: what type of mum am I?

Hmmm… Let’s say that I am quite organised but capable of making a mess in less than two minutes.

According to Flo, I’m not organised in the least (you bet! No one in the world is more organised than this guy!), but as far as I’m concerned, I think that I handle things pretty well.

Well, at least I do the best I can. I try to think about everything, except that I always forget a thing or two.

But oh well, this is the story of my life anyway so I’ve come to terms with it.

Ok, my turn to tag now:

- Story of a twin mom