Pushchair Review: Maxi-Cosi Adorra

There’s a pattern to my poverty: the poorer I get, the more random competitions I enter in the vague hope that somehow, I might win myself a little treat. I never usually do.

So it was an absolutely fabulous surprise to get a call from Pushchair Expert a few weeks back: I’d only gone and won a brand new Maxi-Cosi pushchair! I was pretty gobsmacked – talk about a treat. And I know, I know, I’m the one who bangs on about babywearing all the time. It’s true: I am indeed a big fan of carrying my baby rather than pushing him round in a pram. But as a family, we’ve still always used the pushchair a lot. Neither my husband nor I can drive: on occasions where we need to be out for a long time, or we have to go a long way, or have to do a big shop, we do resort to Ted’s wheels. And if we knew if we ever happen to have another baby, we’d definitely need to get a new pram – the one we’ve had since Ted was born is battered beyond recognition. So we were absolutely delighted to accept this beautiful new Adorra pushchair from Maxi-Cosi, and now we’ve had it just over a week, I thought I’d do a little review.

First Impressions

I saw the delivery driver coming from the living room window, and I practically bit his hand off signing for my glorious new treat.

The pushchair arrived in a surprisingly small box – that picture is misleading, makes it look enormous! I could easily heft it into the house by myself. My mum was visiting at the time, and we were going to take Ted out for a walk. Perfect! It only took a couple of minutes for my husband and I to extricate the entire pushchair apparatus from the box and put it together, mostly without having to resort to the instructions – just a matter of sliding the wheels into place, and clipping the hood onto the main frame.

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The Babywearing Adventures: Part 2

Last time I talked about my experiences with the awful Aldi sling that pops up in their baby events: now, I’m going to actually start talking about some good slings! My first properly positive babywearing experiences.

I’d come to the conclusion: I want to wear my baby, and I don’t want to do it in this.

Even though Teddy was always a pretty good sleeper, I was not – I spent a large percentage of every night until he was approximately five months old, insomniacally browsing eBay and Mumsnet and researching every baby product under the sun. That included slings, and after lots and lots of reading, I decided on…

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The Babywearing Adventures: Part 1

I swore I would never be one of ‘those’ people.

I’m hardly what you’d call an earth mother. I stopped breastfeeding after less than two weeks, and I’ve never been averse to frisbeeing the odd biscuit towards Teddy’s face to keep him quiet. When I weaned him, I used puree pouches when we were out and about to save time. I’d sooner eat my own left leg than use cloth nappies.

When I was pregnant, I thought that attitude would translate entirely to ‘babywearing’. I even scoffed at the word. Hippy-dippy claptrap, I thought. Why give it a fancy title? It’s just wrapping your baby up in a complicated piece of material and thinking you’re it.

We decided we’d get some kind of baby carrier – just a cheap one, but definitely a structured one with plenty of reassuring buckles, clips, velcro, whatever it took to keep the baby firmly strapped on. I wasn’t really keen on the idea at all, but having to rely on public transport to get around, and our local train station being up four flights of stairs with no lift, I thought it could come in useful.

The first time I bit the bullet and strapped Ted in, he was about two weeks old. And I’ve not really looked back since. Over a few posts, I’m going to discuss my adventures in babywearing – I’m going to review a few different slings and carriers, and explain just how they’ve made my life so much easier since I became a mother.

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