Those BPA-free bottles are weighing down my diaper bag
posted in Child Care, Mom Rants, Kids' products |Edited to add: for the best list on the web of what sippy cups/ bottles are completely BPA-free go to Z Recommends.
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I finally did it. I caved in and got rid of my plastic sippy cups. I’d been avoiding the inevitable for quite some time now, trying to believe that all the ruckus around leaching and B.P.A was just hype. But when the New York Times published the story last week that Canada is likely to label the chemical B.P.A. toxic I finally took note. (Sorry folks, I still need an old school press outlet to print something before I really kick into high-gear neuroses.)
That meant throwing away perfectly-good but potentially harmful Nuby sippy cups (information received from company representative was timely, but ultimately too confusing to figure out which parts of the cup actually still have B.P.A. in them for neurotic Jewish mother) and replacing them with overpriced, very heavy and oh-by-the-way-they-don’t-tell-you-but-you-have-to-wash-them-by-hand stainless steel versions.
I went with versions from SIGG and Foogo because I didn’t have to crane my eyes to read which number plastic was listed on the bottom to see if it was okay (is it 2? 6?) and because I like cartoony-looking airplanes. I’m just like Herve Villechaize.
Da plane! Da plane!
Yes, it was more expensive, but so far it’s been worth it because my son seems to be handling the transition just fine. Apparently, “leak-proof” works just the same with stainless as it does plastic. He can still use the straw to flick milk all over unsuspecting satin pillows or interior of clean car. (Praise to the genius who figures out how to not collect milk at the end of a sippy cup straw.) Also, it would appear that milk tastes better out of stainless steel because I’ve already gone through a gallon since I instituted the B.P.A. ban (that was Monday). Maybe there is something to this story?
Which brings me to my most sanctimomious moment ever when me and my lead-weight (oh wait, lead is poisonous too) diaper bag went for a playdate at my friend’s house. Little did she know that I’d turned into the B.P.A. police overnight. She offered my son a sippy cup of water. I inspected the bottom of the cup. A 4! G-d love Playtex! The plastic cups she served us? No number, so I ceased drinking. She fed her young daughter her bottle. I chimed in without any solicitation:
Uhm, are you sure you still want to use Dr. Brown’s bottles?
Who am I to comment on the bottle feeding habits of another smart mom? She told me that she wasn’t informed and needed someone else to help tell her what to do, but I’m far from an expert. Even though I’ve rid my house of the “plastic devil,” I still have been known every know and then to accidentally microwave those little Gerber plastic bowls full of macaroni and cheese or leave the plastic on the string cheese enough so my son has ingested more of the Frigo guy than the actual mozzarella.
Frigo man says, “don’t eat me, please!”
My information on the topic is unproven, untested. But everybody’s talking about it and the experts say if you don’t do it you might have a kid with three boobs who runs around in circles all the time. I mean, my cousin, the doctor, the researcher, threw out all the plastic bottles for his three-month-old too. But he also knows words like polyethelene. All I know is what I read in the paper. Which was enough for me to ditch the neon for the metal.
And boy does my back hurt as a result.
Tags: BPA-free, bottles, SIGG, Froogo, BPA
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I know I said no blogging because it is spring out, but I got carried away and inspired because the article I fretted about is slated to run this June! Maybe the working once in awhile isn’t so bad after all…
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