Meet Mimi. This is my daughter’s baby. She’s breastfed on demand, uses a tiny sleeping bag and gets rocked to sleep.
Yes, I’ve literally given my two-year-old a child to take care of. A plastic one, but semantics aside, my toddler firmly believes Mimi is real.
I thought the doll would be a perfect birthday gift. And voila! My little girl took to her straight away. This ended up being a blessing in disguise when my second child arrived earlier this year, with Mimi serving as the perfect training wheels for my daughter to transition from only child to big sister. I went all out, decking Mimi out with tiny nappies, a pram, even a cloth carrier, so my daughter could be “just like mummy” by wearing her baby doll strapped to her chest.