If you’ve read my blog before, you’ll know that I’ve decided to make 2019 the year we (the gang and I) become more ‘eco’. There’s a multitude of reasons for this, chiefly sending less rubbish to landfill and saving money in the process.
I’ve waffled on in previous posts about the sustainable swaps I am implementing in the home and for the most part it’s going ok. Small swaps, nothing drastic and all somewhat gradual, but I’m pleased none the less.
The biggest change I wanted to make was to get rid of sanitary towels in favour of a menstruated cup. This would be my most significant contribution as a human being. All sanitary towels end up in landfill, along with nappies and baby wipes, meaning in years to come planet Earth will be a massive rock of secretions. Nice.
Changing to a menstrual cup felt like a great way to significantly reduce my personal landfill contribution, whilst also saving quite a lot of money. I roughly spend £4-£5 per month on sanitary towels, plus all the new underwear needed (I have a heavy flow), so it’s probably safe to say my yearly period spend is circa £70-£80. Compare that with £13 spent on a Fleur Cup, which will last at least a year, and you can already see how this is a financially sensible decision.
Makes total sense so far, doesn’t it? I mean, when you think about it, why doesn’t everyone swap to a cup? It’s such a simple and easy change to make, right? It’s a no-brainer, surely? They are quite simply, revolutionary.
Well, before we make it mandatory, I need to tell you something about this brilliant and significant eco-swap. I can’t get the bloody thing in properly.
Seriously, no matter how I poke it and prod it, wiggle it, twist it. The stupid thing just isn’t sitting right.
Before you ask, yes, I’ve put it in the right place. And yes, I’m sure. Cheeky.
I’ve trimmed the stem. That didn’t help.
I’ve used a C-fold.
A Punchdown fold.
An Origami Fold.
None of it makes a difference.
My first dalliance with cups hasn’t gone great and I’ve resorted back to my old faithful pads because I couldn’t stand the thought of anymore messing about.
Maybe my undercarriage is too mangled from having Bunni and Bear? Maybe I’m tilted funny? Who knows?
I will persist.
I will try again (after watching some tutorials) but in the meantime, I’m going to carry on implementing the other changes I’ve committed to and hope that they are more successful. At least none of those involve squatting in the bathroom, while swearing (quietly, like the well trained parent I am) at my cervix! Another of those low points (of which there are many) that us women experience which boys are so blissfully ignorant to – b@stards.
Don’t let this put you off though. I highly recommend you look into making the change. I’m a slow learner and all a bit wonky, so I have no doubt this is something a normal person can master fairly easily.
Next week on the blog, my toilet habits and other things you have no desire to hear about. I’m just joking – please don’t leave me.