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One Hand on My Pocket (Diapers)

Hello, my name is NavelgazingBajan and I’m a pocket diaper addict.

I didn’t think this would happen to me with all my minimalist baby aspirations, but I LOOOOVVEEEE pocket diapers.

Did you hear me?

I LOOOOVVEEEE pocket diapers!

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Talkin’ ’bout My Resolutions

Welcome to the January Carnival of Natural Parenting: Parenting resolutions!

This post was written for inclusion in the monthly Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Hobo Mama and Code Name: Mama. This month we’re writing about how we want to parent differently — or the same — in the New Year. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.

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Every year someone asks me about my New Year’s resolutions.

Usually, I answer with a resounding, “Meh…” Resolutions, schmesolutions.

Resolutions are all about good intentions and you know where those lead…straight into that pint of doublefudgemochacookiesncreammarshmallow chocolate ice-cream you just resolved to avoid two seconds ago. At least it was a yummy descent into hell.

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Baby of the Cloth

We’re doing it ole skool yo!

I’m talking about cloth diapers. I’m not even talking about all the new fancy-smancy cloth diapers made of the finest fabric. I’m talking prefolds – a flat piece of fabric that requires pins (pins!!!) or if you want to go modern, snappis. But I have no snappis – not yet at least.

It’s taken us a while to get our cloth diaper groove on. I nearly got addicted to Pampers and Huggies but I’m emerging from that fog. (Note, ain’t no shame in your game if you love your Pampers and Huggies).

Our first cloth diapering adventure was a hot mess – literally. I had just run out of Pampers and we needed to get to a doctor’s appointment. I said to Baby E, “Well, there’s no time like the present.” I took out one of the prefolds that someone had gifted me. I briefly went over the instructions on how to fold it. I put it on my precious child and, well…I discovered something important. Prefolds come in different sizes and this barely six pounds heavy infant was drowning in this one. It made him look like he had three times more booty than he actually had. To make matters worse I heard a “Splthhhh!” Yeah, that “Splthhhhh,” the sound that makes you cringe because you know what’s waiting for you once you investigate it. My darling Baby E had made what was probably at that time, the biggest poop of his life. But we had to leave because we couldn’t be late. Once we got to the doctor’s office I was able to change him. That’s when I discovered that we had poop not only in the diaper, but also in the diaper cover, on the onesie and oh, on the carseat too. It was a poop extravaganza. That’s when I vowed that we were going to figure out this diaper situation once and for all.

Today, we finally had a successful cloth diaper day. I finally got some prefolds that are more his size (although he’s about to outgrow them soon – yikes!). I found a new way to fold them so that he doesn’t look like he has all of Sanford’s junkyard in his trunk. And so far, no poop today.

What else could a girl ask for?

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