My 2 little nieces are the loves of my life (hello poopy and munchie! *aunty inflicted names) and new peachy babies seem to be falling off the tree at a rapid rate lately and it’s got me quite clucky (ok, that might be an understatement but for the sake of not seeing a boyfriend shaped hole in the wall lets stick with ‘quite’). It’s got me thinking though, many people are completely unaware of the chemicals they’re exposed to on a daily basis, so if they’re happily lathering away with harsh carcinogens, odds on little bub is too. It’s said that the average woman uses around 12 personal care products everyday (safecosmetics.org) and that babies are being born with high levels of toxicity before they’ve even taken a breath! It doesn’t take a genius to work out that the two are somehow related.
Did you know that the 'Johnson and Johnson No More Tears' range isn't actually gentle on baby's eyes-the reason there's no more tears? It contains a highly toxic numbing agent so your baby simply can't feel the burning when it gets in their eyes-seriously! Isn't that just evil?
Now of course no mum would willingly expose their child to poison, but being unaware of chemicals in everyday ingredients is just dangerous and scary and in effect, that is exactly what is happening.
I have a friend who is quite unwell and receiving chemo at the moment-ask any cancer patient what they want most of all and I’m sure they’d say ‘health’ so why don’t we look after ourselves better? Why do some people hear of all the health and skin issues involved with ‘regular’ products and still continue to use them? I was horrified to the bone when I found out what was in my skin care and haven’t been able to shut up about it since (ask my long suffering friends who cop a lecture everytime they whip out some Nivea or Vaseline), but that’s my choice to be passionate about my products. I think to 'er' on the side of caution, we should be passionate about baby products too-I mean, the kids might grow up to be a ranting, chemical nazi’s like me one day and turn around and say ‘god mum, I can’t believe you rubbed rat-sak on my tooshie’. I wouldn’t take the risk of giving a teenager any extra ammunition personally.