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For my first review, I wanted to start with an easy one. WaterPura Baby Wipes have quite literally stolen my heart as a parent of multiple kids who can’t yet wipe themselves.
Note: WaterPura wipes are currently only available in select stores and on their website.
We were first introduced to Emily of WaterPura at an LA Baby Show in November. Her company had just recently launched in New York and this was her first branding trip out west. We were impressed; they seemed to feel like a wipe should feel & do what a wipe should do.
I had no idea that was anything special.
Thankfully a fellow mom (Pamela Morrone – Creating Clarity) mentioned after the show, “those wipes were AMAZING,” so I put them on my radar.
I tried to order them from Amazon when we finally ran out of our hospital sample packs of Pampers/Huggies/WaterWipes/some off-brand “organic” company that was like wiping with a 10¢ grocery bag.
Since they weren’t appearing on Amazon search, I emailed Emily (#dadtip – ALWAYS get your favorite vendors’ contact info at Baby Shows!) & she mentioned she was in LA for the #SoCalBabyShow in a few weeks. I ordered WaterWipes in the meantime & marked my calendar.
Let’s be honest: I was raised on Johnson & Johnson shampoos, trans fat-infused snacks, & using the strongest bug spray possible. I could care less about which chemicals or fibers or fruit extracts are used in an over-the-counter product. The “chemical-free / citrus-only” pitch is great, I guess, if you’re into that sort of thing.
One thing matters to me when I have TWO screaming babies with blowouts who I have to change on-the-go on a concrete stoop behind a restaurant that doesn’t have changing tables in the men’s room – performance.
(Pics or it didn’t happen, I know. My hands were kinda full though at the time)
So what is “performance” in a baby wipe?
It’s almost like Emily is a real mom who has used other market products before (including the much lauded WaterWipes). She seemed to know things intuitively like, “the flap should be wide enough for TWO fingers to grab the next wipe” & “why doesn’t the flap just stay open?”
There is also the unique (& likely cost-effective) idea that instead of being SOPPING wet, wipes should be moist enough to do their job without creating a new mess of their own. #problemsolved WaterPura!
Try accidentally squeezing a WaterWipe too hard while changing. You will suddenly have a fruity wet spot in the middle of your changing pad (or coffee table, in our case).
WaterPura wipes are about 1/3rd larger than the average baby wipe we’ve used. This advantage is two-fold. There is more use per-wipe; also each wipe naturally follows the next out of the container. Every batch of WaterWipes we’ve used has had the final ten wipes or so meld into a single glob that requires a magician’s dexterity to untangle mid-changing.
Finally, for dad, WaterPura wipes are tough! Trying to pull one apart is akin to opening a bag of Kettle Chips, you know, the large one that requires an Incredible Hulk level of grunting to get opened. In conclusion, as a reviewer I should note sponsorships, freebies, etc. Well, I would, except these wipes were so amazing, they were the only item at the SoCal Baby Show that I purchased from a vendor without even trying to get free ones for a review! We are true believers and users of WaterPura baby wipes.
We just placed our re-up order. I strongly recommend you order in bulk as well, twins or no!
Leave a comment and tell us what you thought of WaterPura or if there are other brands that deserve a second look.
Yesterday I had a client cancel a meeting. I used this “opportunity” to stop by the local LA-mega-complex that included a fine off-the-rack retailer, a grocery store, & of course Target for the necessaries.
I was immensely proud of myself, because when I arrived home I could present my wife with a treasure trove of things we had needed.
Of course, the second I came in the door Rexford needed to go out, one baby was crying while she fed the other one as quickly as possible (a feat only mothers can do which amazes me – how do you make them eat faster?!), & I was carrying two grocery bags, a Nordstrom Rack bag, Target essentials & my messenger bag with laptop in hand.
My magic moment gone, I immediately rushed to the tasks at hand. Proud to say I rose to my wife’s level & we got those kids fed, changed, laid down, right back up again & fed, & finally to sleep by 9 PM for her to start resting.
It feels good to be king.
Until you look over at 11:45 PM the NEXT night & realize you forgot to put away the two most important things from your trip:
Happy Easter Sunday!
Our boys’ lovely GiGi (Godmother) invited us to a very special brunch today at a country club in the hills. The boys have been great in public (so far), & we were excited for the chance to have a spruced-up holiday.
The reservation was for 1 PM; my wife told me at 9:35 AM, “we are going to be sooo late.”
It was her that pointed out to me that we were down to our last two burp rags. I did mental math & figured, we can totally get TWO loads of laundry done before then. Easy-peasy.
1st load in, timer set, walk the dog, swing by the dog park, ding*!
“For efficiency’s sake, let’s take Rexford upstairs & grab the next load before flipping the first one.” Sensible thought, right?
How my wife does it when I’m away at work, I will never know.
At 11 I finally had a second to think about the laundry I had yet to flip. We needed to leave at 12:30 to make it on time… still a possibility even with the 2nd load to wash!
I run downstairs with the 2nd load & my quarters, put the 1st one confidently in the dryer. We got this. Timer set.
42 minutes later, the timer goes off. My wife & I each still haven’t showered, Baby A is covered in spit up, last night’s load of clean undershirts is still in our one Clean Laundry Basket.
And that’s when I begrudgingly invented the Laundro-crib.
Between our showers, diaper changes, Easter outfits (incl ties), car seat adjustments (every dang time at this age!), packing the newly-cleaned burp rags into our diaper bag, & finally leaving the one clean laundry basket on top of our still-in-use dryer in the community laundry room, we managed to get out the door by 12:38.
Is this parenthood? Looking at each other in the car & breathing a sigh of relief together – “we’re only 8 minutes late, they’ll understand”?
The Laundro-Crib made it all possible by solving the one problem we didn’t have time to deal with.
I still haven’t figured out where the time goes. Thankfully my wife is patient and supported my decision in the moment.
…& I have a commitment to fold every item tonight.
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At least four times a day.
I need fellow parents to chime in on this one, particularly Angelenos – is it normal to have to visit the dumpster four times a day once you have children?!?
Ever since Archer & Logan came home, I feel like I can’t walk Rexford without there being a stack of trash waiting by the door.
Maybe it’s the convenience(necessity) of delivery & pre-prepared meals in the concrete utopia of LA? Or perhaps the fact that instead of weekly trips to Target (like most parents?) we order daily items from Amazon?
It doesn’t help that we have to clean the bunnies‘ litter boxes and cages every week.
& diapers. Always diapers.
I really shouldn’t complain; I can’t imagine working a full job, having the twin-feeding cycle, & having to create our own meals twenty-one times a week instead of simply visiting munchery.com.
At the same time, I sometimes do miss life outside LA, where you can own a home, with a garage, & only have to put your trash out once a week on Tuesday nights…
Tuesday night, that reminds me! I have to set out the boxes for Farm Fresh To You‘s overnight produce delivery tonight.
PS – at least this.