I love cloth diapers. I am obsessed with cloth. My crunchy mama friends and I get together and we talk about diapers. For hours. I'm not even kidding. I've put together a list (that's more than a little confessional), sort of a self-help guide for cloth diapering mamas (and daddies) out there, to help you realize that when Fuzzi Bunz and Rumparoos dance through your dreams at night...you're not alone.
You know you're a fluff fanatic when...
-You announce, "I need to strip this weekend," and none of your friends bats an eye.
-You've ever cackled over a boiling cauldron of microfiber inserts (okay, maybe not cackled...)
-You have a favorite, most adorable diaper, that you save for special occasions (like when you'll be changing baby in front of a friend who still uses disposables
-You realize you have absolutely no pictures of your baby wearing clothes-- she looks so cute in just her diapers!
-You see a non-cloth-wearing baby in the supermarket and think, "What's wrong with that child? Why is his butt so small?"
rocked the soak" and texted a picture of the ensuing filthy water to your best CD-mama friend
-You once had a panic attack when you thought your husband had put a dryer sheet in with your diapers
-Waiting for a package from Kelly's Closet to arrive feels like waiting for Christmas Morning!
All right, what else, my cloth-loving friends? How do you know when you're a cloth-diapering-maniac?
Monday, September 20, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Yes, I see that my child is eating leaves. No, he's not hungry. He just ate a (wholesome) snack that I brought from home. He's eating leaves because he's a baby. They put stuff in their mouths. No, I don't mind. NO! I do not want you to give him some of the fake, processed, non-perishable toddler "snacks" you have for your child. He doesn't eat those. I would rather he eat dirt.