I forgot you. Wiped you from my mind....
....or life got busy and I lost interest.
Sorry.
But maybe I make a comeback? Possibly??
Review of the last TWO years:
- BabyGirl/Monster is closing in on her 5th birthday in a few months. How did THAT happen? I can't possibly be the mother of a 5 year old yet!
- LilMan/Beast is two years old. Loud, proud, in charge.... favorite phrase of the moment is "I do it myself!!" Anything sister can do, he's pretty sure he can do, too.
- Mr. DaddyBear has changed job locations, which necessitated a move....so we packed up and sold our house, bought a new bigger one.... and now he has changed jobs. Woohoo for movin' on up in his field!
I'm working on trimming down my figure to fit into that trophy wife/ super mommy suit hanging in my closet, but the lure of baked goods keeps me from it many a day...
Our days are now spent going between school (yup, BabyGirl is still in speech) and the gym (me and LilMan work out twice a week!); library and grocery store...
Such a thrilling life we lead! Sometimes we make side trips to drop off recycling, too. Ohhhhhh....
For now, I am in holiday de-clutter mode. Trying to trim my figure, why not trim my stuff-stash as well? I've tackled kitchen, closet.... the kids' rooms and garage remain. Basically... the difficult areas. And what is removed really needs to go straight to donation drop-off, or else some littles will walk it back to where it used to live.
And why have I revived this blog? To determine if it needs de-cluttering or keeping, of course......
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Monday, November 7, 2011
Day 21....I Think I Did It Again
Oops, I did it again. I neglected blog-world. It's not like I heard any complaints. :-/
'Tis the season to begin work on Christmas presents. Joy. No, it's not that bad, but considering I often MAKE my gifts, and there are just so many things I want to make and I can't decide what I want to do for who, and.... *sigh* I'll get it worked out.
On the schedule for today:
Cleaning--laundry; wash linens, remake beds; vacuum; sweep, mop; clean bathrooms; dishes....oh gosh, allllll the dishes. Last night I was working on pureeing some pumpkin, but Beast woke and commanded my attention, so had a bunch of dishes that just got rinsed and left in the sink instead of washed.
Cooking--need to at least get the other half of that pumpkin pureed. I went to bed last night, wondering why such a large (no, not cooking pumpkin, but it still works to cook with!!!) pumpkin only yielded me 6 cups to freeze and a little over 2 cups to refrigerate to play with in recipes this week....cause it's only half the pumpkin, dummy. Oh yea. I forgot. So I want to make some syrup for hot drinks. And bread. Or rolls. Or muffins. Mmmm, pumpkin cream cheese muffins.
Social--have a friend going to try to bring by some clothes for the Beast. Yay! for baby clothes. Also have to call BabyGirl's therapist and find out if we do or do not have a meeting scheduled for tomorrow, as she was going to try to set one up but never called to confirm if we had that slot. Trying to transition BabyGirl's therapy to the public school system, from the private sector, now that she is turning three in a few months. :-(
For now, Beast is FINALLY asleep. In his swing, which I was sitting here pushing while typing. Mommy is going to try to sneak a little more sleep before BabyGirl wakes up, since Beast kept me up for so much of the night.
Shhhh, you wake him, you take him....
'Tis the season to begin work on Christmas presents. Joy. No, it's not that bad, but considering I often MAKE my gifts, and there are just so many things I want to make and I can't decide what I want to do for who, and.... *sigh* I'll get it worked out.
On the schedule for today:
Cleaning--laundry; wash linens, remake beds; vacuum; sweep, mop; clean bathrooms; dishes....oh gosh, allllll the dishes. Last night I was working on pureeing some pumpkin, but Beast woke and commanded my attention, so had a bunch of dishes that just got rinsed and left in the sink instead of washed.
Cooking--need to at least get the other half of that pumpkin pureed. I went to bed last night, wondering why such a large (no, not cooking pumpkin, but it still works to cook with!!!) pumpkin only yielded me 6 cups to freeze and a little over 2 cups to refrigerate to play with in recipes this week....cause it's only half the pumpkin, dummy. Oh yea. I forgot. So I want to make some syrup for hot drinks. And bread. Or rolls. Or muffins. Mmmm, pumpkin cream cheese muffins.
Social--have a friend going to try to bring by some clothes for the Beast. Yay! for baby clothes. Also have to call BabyGirl's therapist and find out if we do or do not have a meeting scheduled for tomorrow, as she was going to try to set one up but never called to confirm if we had that slot. Trying to transition BabyGirl's therapy to the public school system, from the private sector, now that she is turning three in a few months. :-(
For now, Beast is FINALLY asleep. In his swing, which I was sitting here pushing while typing. Mommy is going to try to sneak a little more sleep before BabyGirl wakes up, since Beast kept me up for so much of the night.
Shhhh, you wake him, you take him....
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Day 15...MIA for the weekend
So it would appear that I cannot find the time to write on Friday-Monday, at least for now.
Quick recap of the last four days:
Friday= Clean house, make pumpkin pie spice playdough for BabyGirl to play with
Saturday= Attended a SpookTacular with whole family. Beast slept thru almost the whole thing, BabyGirl dressed as a bunny and received some candy. Not too much for her to do as a two year-old.
Sunday= Attended a Trunk or Treat/ Carnival at a local church with me and both kiddos. OH! I didn't realize it would be so big. Half a dozen fits by the bunny, the little tiger slept thru it all snug in a Sleepy Wrap. Played some games, held BabyGirl hostage from running off while I stood in lines so she could play (at two we are still learning about "waiting"), met a clown who made a pink and purple flower for the bunny....waited 40 minutes in line to get some cotton candy before heading out for the night. The bunny might have been throwing fits frequently, but was just pleased as punch to show Mr.DaddyBear her goodies when we arrived back home! Then, after kids were down for the night, or at least Monster was, headed to kitchen to bake a cake for my "little" brother's birthday.
Monday= Busy day! Usual cleaning; frost and decorate cake; drive to parents' house; dress Monster in bunny suit to act crazy for the grandparents; get her back OUT of the suit to eat cake. Home for nap? Shooooort nap taken by Monster, then up and dressed to pop up to Mr.DaddyBear's work to trick-or-treat from his candy bowl. She cleared out all but two pieces. Home for French bread pizza for dinner (our Monday night regularly scheduled dinner)....
Whew... maybe that's why I don't feel rested after this weekend. Super-Mommy-wanna-be wants to just go curl up in bed for a while longer. Beast says ok, but Monster thinks differently. :-/ *sigh*
Quick recap of the last four days:
Friday= Clean house, make pumpkin pie spice playdough for BabyGirl to play with
Saturday= Attended a SpookTacular with whole family. Beast slept thru almost the whole thing, BabyGirl dressed as a bunny and received some candy. Not too much for her to do as a two year-old.
Sunday= Attended a Trunk or Treat/ Carnival at a local church with me and both kiddos. OH! I didn't realize it would be so big. Half a dozen fits by the bunny, the little tiger slept thru it all snug in a Sleepy Wrap. Played some games, held BabyGirl hostage from running off while I stood in lines so she could play (at two we are still learning about "waiting"), met a clown who made a pink and purple flower for the bunny....waited 40 minutes in line to get some cotton candy before heading out for the night. The bunny might have been throwing fits frequently, but was just pleased as punch to show Mr.DaddyBear her goodies when we arrived back home! Then, after kids were down for the night, or at least Monster was, headed to kitchen to bake a cake for my "little" brother's birthday.
Monday= Busy day! Usual cleaning; frost and decorate cake; drive to parents' house; dress Monster in bunny suit to act crazy for the grandparents; get her back OUT of the suit to eat cake. Home for nap? Shooooort nap taken by Monster, then up and dressed to pop up to Mr.DaddyBear's work to trick-or-treat from his candy bowl. She cleared out all but two pieces. Home for French bread pizza for dinner (our Monday night regularly scheduled dinner)....
Whew... maybe that's why I don't feel rested after this weekend. Super-Mommy-wanna-be wants to just go curl up in bed for a while longer. Beast says ok, but Monster thinks differently. :-/ *sigh*
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Day 10....Five pounds of barbecue chicken...
...is what I made last night to sent with Mr. DaddyBear today. I was told late in the day on Tuesday that a co-worker's last day was Thursday, and they were doing a potluck, what would I like to send? Hrm.
Crock pot barbecue chicken to the rescue!
Super secret recipe....shhhhh!
Open five pound bag of boneless skinless chicken breasts. Dump into crock pot. Pour big bottle of preferred barbecue sauce on top. Cook on high for 3-5 hours. Remove chicken, dump goop. Shred chicken. Stick back in crock pot. Pour more barbecue sauce on top. Take entire crock pot to work to keep chicken deliciously warm. Oooohhhh, ahhhhhh!
Had his co-workers been giraffes, they might have licked the pot clean. Except giraffes are herbivores...so wouldn't be eating chicken. Hrm. Oh well.
Going to try to make it an early night tonight. Super mommy feels like the wicked body is trying to get sick. Super mommies don't GET sick....
Crock pot barbecue chicken to the rescue!
Super secret recipe....shhhhh!
Open five pound bag of boneless skinless chicken breasts. Dump into crock pot. Pour big bottle of preferred barbecue sauce on top. Cook on high for 3-5 hours. Remove chicken, dump goop. Shred chicken. Stick back in crock pot. Pour more barbecue sauce on top. Take entire crock pot to work to keep chicken deliciously warm. Oooohhhh, ahhhhhh!
Had his co-workers been giraffes, they might have licked the pot clean. Except giraffes are herbivores...so wouldn't be eating chicken. Hrm. Oh well.
Going to try to make it an early night tonight. Super mommy feels like the wicked body is trying to get sick. Super mommies don't GET sick....
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Day 9....The mountain demolished
What happened to that pile of chocolatey goodness?
Well, here's the abbreviated explanation I received from Mr.DaddyBear this morning when I checked in at 8:15
He:"....I got skypes and people crowding around my office telling my how awesome we are.... and yes, it is / was a mess."
Me: "sometimes you just need a mountain of chocolate mid-week"
He: "....I put it out with a note that said: Mrs. S's "Mountain of Chocolate": Egg-free Chocolate Cake with Choco-Coffee Icing Stacked with Brownies covered in melted Chocolate Chips..... of course I made it all fancy and such.... by 7:30 it was half gone.... I didn't tell the 6th floor about it until 8:00...and by the time you skype'd it was pretty much history....."
So he made it available about 7 am, folks arrived a little before 7:30, went to break room to grab coffee before heading to their offices and found the Mountain of Chocolate. The ravenous masses really DID attack it, glad I got my photo last night!
Plans for today include the following: make beds, vacuum and mop floors (HOW do they get so dirty so quickly??), make a big crock pot of barbecue chicken for the farewell [to a co-worker] potluck at Mr. DaddyBear's work tomorrow, call BabyGirl's therapist cause I keep forgetting to call her back *slaps her hand*...oops....make dinner...shall I get to it? I mean, since it is 9 am now....
Well, here's the abbreviated explanation I received from Mr.DaddyBear this morning when I checked in at 8:15
He:"....I got skypes and people crowding around my office telling my how awesome we are.... and yes, it is / was a mess."
Me: "sometimes you just need a mountain of chocolate mid-week"
He: "....I put it out with a note that said: Mrs. S's "Mountain of Chocolate": Egg-free Chocolate Cake with Choco-Coffee Icing Stacked with Brownies covered in melted Chocolate Chips..... of course I made it all fancy and such.... by 7:30 it was half gone.... I didn't tell the 6th floor about it until 8:00...and by the time you skype'd it was pretty much history....."
So he made it available about 7 am, folks arrived a little before 7:30, went to break room to grab coffee before heading to their offices and found the Mountain of Chocolate. The ravenous masses really DID attack it, glad I got my photo last night!
Plans for today include the following: make beds, vacuum and mop floors (HOW do they get so dirty so quickly??), make a big crock pot of barbecue chicken for the farewell [to a co-worker] potluck at Mr. DaddyBear's work tomorrow, call BabyGirl's therapist cause I keep forgetting to call her back *slaps her hand*...oops....make dinner...shall I get to it? I mean, since it is 9 am now....
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Day 8.... What happened to 4-7??
Um, LIFE. Life happened to days 4, 5, 6, and 7. That would be Friday thru Monday, for those of you not looking at a calendar.
Friday= cleaning house
Saturday= went to a local farm to ride a hayride, pick a pumpkin, look at animals, take photos with the family. Beast did NOT like the wind, and BabyGirl was quite amusing trying to pick up a pumpkin twice as big as her head...
Sunday=more cleaning, and made treats for Mr. DaddyBear's office.
Monday....the treats went to work....ok, here's a little more details on it:
So, because I am a kook, I made these mummies and ghosts out of Nutter-Butters. Basically, dip the cookie in white chocolate or regular chocolate. Add chocolate chips to white=ghosts. Add some white striping and eyes to the chocolate=mummies. A dozen of each of the little boogers. Individually wrapped them, even. Yea, Beast snored in the swing long enough for me to do this. Score!
....then I was told that though they went fast, he thinks I lost points for "icing a store-bought cookie". Umm... I wasn't trying to pass them off as cookies I MADE, I was providing fun seasonal treats.
....so today I made FROM SCRATCH a chocolate cake to send tomorrow. Egg and milk free. And then I was making chocolate coffee frosting for it. Which kinda negates the milk free part of the cake, but it's still egg free. ....And then I made brownies. And iced them with half a bag of chocolate chips. And cut up both cake and brownies to have 48!!! pieces and made a cake/brownie tall tower of gooey goodness. I should have taken a photo. I might still make Mr.DaddyBear take one before the ravenous masses attack.
[Edited to add photo...I had to go sneak to kitchen to snap one after all. It was too awesome to resist.]
Oh, and where is Mr. DaddyBear? In bed, asleep. After all, it is after 11:30 at night. he has work tomorrow. He has no clue that he will be required to carry the giant red cake-taker with him. That sucker is HEAVY! I mean, it DOES have almost a full cake and pan of brownies in there.
Yes, "almost full" cake... cause, you know, they wouldn't all fit. So I'm sending 40 pieces instead of 48. I'm keeping 5 pieces of cake and 3 brownies. No, they really wouldn't fit. Stop judging me.
Yea...ok... I'll go brush my teeth again before I go to bed. Not good to go to sleep with that much sugar having just passed your lips...
Have I lost my mind? Yes, yes I have....
Friday= cleaning house
Saturday= went to a local farm to ride a hayride, pick a pumpkin, look at animals, take photos with the family. Beast did NOT like the wind, and BabyGirl was quite amusing trying to pick up a pumpkin twice as big as her head...
Sunday=more cleaning, and made treats for Mr. DaddyBear's office.
Monday....the treats went to work....ok, here's a little more details on it:
So, because I am a kook, I made these mummies and ghosts out of Nutter-Butters. Basically, dip the cookie in white chocolate or regular chocolate. Add chocolate chips to white=ghosts. Add some white striping and eyes to the chocolate=mummies. A dozen of each of the little boogers. Individually wrapped them, even. Yea, Beast snored in the swing long enough for me to do this. Score!
....then I was told that though they went fast, he thinks I lost points for "icing a store-bought cookie". Umm... I wasn't trying to pass them off as cookies I MADE, I was providing fun seasonal treats.
....so today I made FROM SCRATCH a chocolate cake to send tomorrow. Egg and milk free. And then I was making chocolate coffee frosting for it. Which kinda negates the milk free part of the cake, but it's still egg free. ....And then I made brownies. And iced them with half a bag of chocolate chips. And cut up both cake and brownies to have 48!!! pieces and made a cake/brownie tall tower of gooey goodness. I should have taken a photo. I might still make Mr.DaddyBear take one before the ravenous masses attack.
Oh, and where is Mr. DaddyBear? In bed, asleep. After all, it is after 11:30 at night. he has work tomorrow. He has no clue that he will be required to carry the giant red cake-taker with him. That sucker is HEAVY! I mean, it DOES have almost a full cake and pan of brownies in there.
Yes, "almost full" cake... cause, you know, they wouldn't all fit. So I'm sending 40 pieces instead of 48. I'm keeping 5 pieces of cake and 3 brownies. No, they really wouldn't fit. Stop judging me.
Yea...ok... I'll go brush my teeth again before I go to bed. Not good to go to sleep with that much sugar having just passed your lips...
Have I lost my mind? Yes, yes I have....
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Day 3...Why cloth diapers? (Warning: super long post!)
So, I mentioned the other day that I cloth diaper. That I never planned on it. Not entirely true. When I found out I was pregnant with BabyGirl, I jokingly told Mr. Daddy Bear that I was going to practice EC (Elimination Communication), or at the very least, cloth diaper.
EC, in case you don't know, is where mommy, daddy, whoever the caregiver is, learns the baby's signs of "gotta GO!" and holds the infant over the potty, and the baby goes. I know, nuts, right? No, not really. It's done in many cultures. It's not really weird. Think about it; you take a diaper off a newborn baby boy and WOW! It's the fountain of... well, not really the fountain of youth.... The openness and air makes 'em gotta go. Kids actually learn to NOT go when there is open air, they LEARN to go in the diaper, and then we make them UNLEARN going when they feel material of some sort there when we start potty training. But, EC takes a lot of time on the parents' behalf, and forget about trying to do it in a child care setting, I just don't see how it could work!
And the cloth diapering I was imagining was what you might be thinking of. Prefolds, pins, plastic covers. But, oh, how we have evolved! Cloth diapering has changed so much in the last...um, not sure when the revolution started, but in the last couple decades, things have changed. Cloth diapers are now in so many different styles and varieties, there is literally something for everyone.
However, when BabyGirl was born, I hadn't done much research. And the thought of working full-time (I was a preschool teacher at the time) and then coming home and washing diapers as well as trying to keep up with the basic cleaning chores wasn't exactly appealing. So we did what most parents do, adding diapers to the weekly grocery list. Diapers, diapers, more diapers. Then, at about 6 months, I started my daughter on solids.
And made her constipated. Oh, bad mommy! I gave her a combination of first foods that stopped my kid up good. And nothing was working to get her relief. In a slight mood of desperation, I put her on the potty ring that we'd been given when I had joked a couple months earlier about potty training her by her first birthday. I put her on the potty, thinking that perhaps the position could help her to go. And...she....went.
Imagine my surprised face. Imagine me hollering to Mr. Daddy Bear. Imagine him thinking I. was. nuts. But I wasn't. Because not only did she go that time, but she started going regularly. Not both, just the #2. Hey, I was cool with that. Less for me to clean up! My co-workers didn't believe me; what 6 month old goes potty on the potty? MINE!!!!
Fast forward to a couple weeks before her first birthday. I had started doing some research on cloth diapers. I figured, if she's doing the ickier of the two in the potty, I don't mind washing a few pee diapers! And I had seriously had to change about three poo diapers in a six week span. There were some times she would cry in the car on the way home, because she needed to go and wouldn't, because she was in a diaper and not on the potty.
So, thru my research, I found a number of different kinds of diapers. Yes, prefolds; but also all-in-ones, pocket, all-in-twos, hybrids....I selected a hybrid diaper called gDiapers, since, though it is VERY different in style from a disposable diaper, it is so very easy to clean up. They just so happened to be running a special on a package that included six diapers and twelve inserts....it was fate, right? I talked with Mr. Daddy Bear, who agreed that I could begin cloth diapering BabyGirl. Note: *I* could. He was very clear that he was not changing cloth diapers. He stuck by this resolve for a couple weeks until he saw how easy they were to change. In fact, there was a clear evolution here:
"I will not change a cloth diaper. I will change a wet cloth diaper, but I will not change a poo'd cloth diaper. I will change a poo'd cloth diaper, but I will not swish a cloth diaper." Swish=swishing it around in the toilet to remove some of the solid material. Yes, it took a while, but he did eventually swish!
EWWW!!!! <--I just totally read your thoughts. Hey, did you know you are actually supposed to dump the solid waste from disposable diapers into the toilet as well, not just wrap them up and chuck them at the nearest can? Read the label. Most (though not all!) packages of diapers state so. Something about how dirty diapers with solids in them are a bio-hazardous waste, and landfills are not set up to handle such things? Hrm. I really doubt most people dump it (I know I didn't) and it's highly unlikely that they will track you down based on DNA testing of materials found in diapers to figure out WHOSE dirty diaper it was....
Ok, back to me. And my choices. And my diapers. My wonderful, marvelous cloth diapers. Do I enjoy washing them? No. Do I enjoy doing ANY of my laundry? No, not really, though washing new baby clothes is awfully fun....
But going to cloth diapers has got to be one of my better parenting choices. With BabyGirl still in childcare, we only used them part-time at first--nights, weekends, and holidays. And in the roughly six month span between shortly after her first birthday when we started using them, and her turning eighteen months, when I became a stay at home mommy.... I had those diapers paid off. JUST using them nights, weekends and holidays. And then, I was home, and didn't have to buy any more of those disposable diapers! Woohoo!
Are we still using those same gDiapers? No...but that's because our needs have changed. That's the awesome thing about cloth diapers now, there IS no "one-size, one-kind, and if your kid has different needs (more absorbency, trimmer waist, etc.) then you're out of luck" in the cloth diapering world.
Heavy wetter? Put two inserts into a pocket diaper.
Have two different size kids in diapers? No problem, buy one-size diapers instead of perfect size, and then either child can use it. No worries about running out of a size 1 at midnight and trying to fashion one of your toddler's size 4 on your three month-old...
BabyGirl is now almost entirely potty trained; might have been sooner, had Mommy not messed with her world by presenting her with an adorable baby brother. LilMan, who is now using the same diapers BabyGirl was using a few months ago. The same ones that she wears to bed still, since Mommy can just adjust to what size is needed. And LilMan? His booty has been in cloth since he was about 4 days old.
I have two children under the age of three, and I haven't bought a package of disposable diapers in over a year. That's money in my bank account, to be spent on something a little more fun.
Way more on cloth diapers than you wanted to hear, huh? And you'll probably hear more in the future....Just remember, you were warned!
EC, in case you don't know, is where mommy, daddy, whoever the caregiver is, learns the baby's signs of "gotta GO!" and holds the infant over the potty, and the baby goes. I know, nuts, right? No, not really. It's done in many cultures. It's not really weird. Think about it; you take a diaper off a newborn baby boy and WOW! It's the fountain of... well, not really the fountain of youth.... The openness and air makes 'em gotta go. Kids actually learn to NOT go when there is open air, they LEARN to go in the diaper, and then we make them UNLEARN going when they feel material of some sort there when we start potty training. But, EC takes a lot of time on the parents' behalf, and forget about trying to do it in a child care setting, I just don't see how it could work!
And the cloth diapering I was imagining was what you might be thinking of. Prefolds, pins, plastic covers. But, oh, how we have evolved! Cloth diapering has changed so much in the last...um, not sure when the revolution started, but in the last couple decades, things have changed. Cloth diapers are now in so many different styles and varieties, there is literally something for everyone.
However, when BabyGirl was born, I hadn't done much research. And the thought of working full-time (I was a preschool teacher at the time) and then coming home and washing diapers as well as trying to keep up with the basic cleaning chores wasn't exactly appealing. So we did what most parents do, adding diapers to the weekly grocery list. Diapers, diapers, more diapers. Then, at about 6 months, I started my daughter on solids.
And made her constipated. Oh, bad mommy! I gave her a combination of first foods that stopped my kid up good. And nothing was working to get her relief. In a slight mood of desperation, I put her on the potty ring that we'd been given when I had joked a couple months earlier about potty training her by her first birthday. I put her on the potty, thinking that perhaps the position could help her to go. And...she....went.
Imagine my surprised face. Imagine me hollering to Mr. Daddy Bear. Imagine him thinking I. was. nuts. But I wasn't. Because not only did she go that time, but she started going regularly. Not both, just the #2. Hey, I was cool with that. Less for me to clean up! My co-workers didn't believe me; what 6 month old goes potty on the potty? MINE!!!!
Fast forward to a couple weeks before her first birthday. I had started doing some research on cloth diapers. I figured, if she's doing the ickier of the two in the potty, I don't mind washing a few pee diapers! And I had seriously had to change about three poo diapers in a six week span. There were some times she would cry in the car on the way home, because she needed to go and wouldn't, because she was in a diaper and not on the potty.
So, thru my research, I found a number of different kinds of diapers. Yes, prefolds; but also all-in-ones, pocket, all-in-twos, hybrids....I selected a hybrid diaper called gDiapers, since, though it is VERY different in style from a disposable diaper, it is so very easy to clean up. They just so happened to be running a special on a package that included six diapers and twelve inserts....it was fate, right? I talked with Mr. Daddy Bear, who agreed that I could begin cloth diapering BabyGirl. Note: *I* could. He was very clear that he was not changing cloth diapers. He stuck by this resolve for a couple weeks until he saw how easy they were to change. In fact, there was a clear evolution here:
"I will not change a cloth diaper. I will change a wet cloth diaper, but I will not change a poo'd cloth diaper. I will change a poo'd cloth diaper, but I will not swish a cloth diaper." Swish=swishing it around in the toilet to remove some of the solid material. Yes, it took a while, but he did eventually swish!
EWWW!!!! <--I just totally read your thoughts. Hey, did you know you are actually supposed to dump the solid waste from disposable diapers into the toilet as well, not just wrap them up and chuck them at the nearest can? Read the label. Most (though not all!) packages of diapers state so. Something about how dirty diapers with solids in them are a bio-hazardous waste, and landfills are not set up to handle such things? Hrm. I really doubt most people dump it (I know I didn't) and it's highly unlikely that they will track you down based on DNA testing of materials found in diapers to figure out WHOSE dirty diaper it was....
Ok, back to me. And my choices. And my diapers. My wonderful, marvelous cloth diapers. Do I enjoy washing them? No. Do I enjoy doing ANY of my laundry? No, not really, though washing new baby clothes is awfully fun....
But going to cloth diapers has got to be one of my better parenting choices. With BabyGirl still in childcare, we only used them part-time at first--nights, weekends, and holidays. And in the roughly six month span between shortly after her first birthday when we started using them, and her turning eighteen months, when I became a stay at home mommy.... I had those diapers paid off. JUST using them nights, weekends and holidays. And then, I was home, and didn't have to buy any more of those disposable diapers! Woohoo!
Are we still using those same gDiapers? No...but that's because our needs have changed. That's the awesome thing about cloth diapers now, there IS no "one-size, one-kind, and if your kid has different needs (more absorbency, trimmer waist, etc.) then you're out of luck" in the cloth diapering world.
Heavy wetter? Put two inserts into a pocket diaper.
Have two different size kids in diapers? No problem, buy one-size diapers instead of perfect size, and then either child can use it. No worries about running out of a size 1 at midnight and trying to fashion one of your toddler's size 4 on your three month-old...
BabyGirl is now almost entirely potty trained; might have been sooner, had Mommy not messed with her world by presenting her with an adorable baby brother. LilMan, who is now using the same diapers BabyGirl was using a few months ago. The same ones that she wears to bed still, since Mommy can just adjust to what size is needed. And LilMan? His booty has been in cloth since he was about 4 days old.
I have two children under the age of three, and I haven't bought a package of disposable diapers in over a year. That's money in my bank account, to be spent on something a little more fun.
Way more on cloth diapers than you wanted to hear, huh? And you'll probably hear more in the future....Just remember, you were warned!
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