Really Pants

Pants Alive

Hoorah.
Well, it couldn’t have been timed any better. MP and I were just at the bottom of the stairs, getting ready to leave the house, and there was an ALMIGHTY thumping on the front door.
And despite the rather startling way he alerted us to his presence, I just about wanted to hug the man as he handed me over a post bag with the “fill your pants” label on it. Read on!….

Cue MP being plonked on the lounge floor so we could commence “operation open pants”. Out came the baby legs, boosters and finally, 3 gorgeous pairs of PANTS!

MP sat in the middle of it all, showing off two little bottom teeth and a massive grin as she investigated the exciting contents. The imagined commentary running around in my head was along the lines of “Look what I’ve got, Mummy! Can I wear them now?”

Being that we were already dressed and coated up, so they had to wait for their first trip out, but the relief at knowing they were there to enjoy when we got home was great.

The second MP had finished her sleep, out came the camera, and on went the nappy, baby legs and baby vest ( oh yes, we like cow print in our house). She wore the cow legs over a pair of black leggings to her 10 month check at the Health Visitor. And boy was she fussed and fawned over. And didn’t she know it. Sitting in the middle of the toys with a big cheesy grin, clapping her hands. ( Again, the commentary in my head was saying “yes, mummy, you are ever so clever for choosing such amazing outfits for me!”)

On the Wednesday, we headed down to a baby group, with MP in a red short linen dress, zebra print nappy and black and red striped baby legs. And wasn’t she just the centre of attention.
The number of people who commented on her fabulous little outfit, and wanted to know where the legs and the nappies had come from. People were quite amazed that such things were available.

Everywhere we have been this week, I have purposely made a song and a dance about changing the nappy, getting the nappy out ready before I even undress her. Anyone would think I was a bit of a show off! At least my friends have shared my excitement and been suitably amazed ( bless them, they have a lot to put up with when MP gets new pants) and I have a new pants lunch arranged with the friend who converted me, as she is very keen to see them! When Daddy saw the photos I had taken ( and boy, did we take photos) his reaction was less of excitement and more of “poor bairn, she isn’t a doll, you know…” No, she’s a baby and I get to dress her in nice clothes!
So well, maybe that kind of is like a doll. But far more exciting! ( people might think I was odd at 30, pushing a doll around in a pram and going to baby groups with it.)

We were at the Nottingham Riviera on the Bank holiday, and I was proud enough to clock at least 3 people checking out the cow print nappy I was removing and the purple fluffy bum I was putting back on. I think I should dress her in only a nappy and be done with it – or perhaps just carry a big sign saying “I am a cloth nappy addict”. Hmm, maybe a new group- Pants Anonymous. But, what is the point in being anonymous when all I want to do is show them off!

Reading this now, I am beginning to think that maybe I do need help. I better not go and look at fillyourpants.com for more nappy inspiration when I finish posting this then…