Two years ago, my husband and I were talking about how the craze on organics was growing. We were so anti-organic you would not believe. I mean, we didn’t have anything good to say about it. In fact we said we loved the taste of our pesticides, because if you have something organic, it really does taste different. It is that “natural” taste that I couldn’t handle.
I had a child!
There is some switch in women that flips when they become a mother. There isn’t a thing in the world I wouldn’t do to protect my child. I started to think about what I was eating. What is my child eating. I started buying organic fruit. I fed it to her, I fed it to myself. I actually liked it now. Yum!. I purchased more.
I had another child!!
Now we are eating organic fruit and vegetables. But what about the chemicals we are cleaning with. The chemical smell of most of them is bothersome. We watch what we clean with, now, we are even more particular. I’m not fully green or fully natural. It has been a very slow process for us to accept that maybe all of these chemicals aren’t so good for us. I find myself inspecting labels and buying recyclable containers. How green can a company be if their own materials are not biodegradable.