It started out as a love affair really. I was pregnant with Falon when I saw my first “big bootie bottom”. You know the kids that have the bottom that is twice the size of them. And when they would walk it would move from side to side. But then I forgot about them and when she was around 4 months I really fell in love. I walked into the natural baby store here and they were all lined up on the walls in amazing colors. Periwinkle and sage!! Oh and I had to have the royal blue. I was hooked. Image

I found my self on online forums and talking about them and trying to get that pattern that was so hard to get.   
Eventually the cuteness slowly wore off and they just became diapers. And even better underwear replaced them and into a bin in the basement they went.

With Grey, cloth diapering became work. I have less time to marvel over their cuteness and lugging them up and down the stairs to be washed is a drag. I have a hard enough time washing our clothes let alone diapers.

Recently I discovered I did indeed forget to spray out the diaper he pooped in 3 days ago. But these babies aren’t cheap so I soaked it in the spray bin and stuck the bin in the bathtub. And forgot about it until bath-time, when Grey was covered in his dinner and he desperately needed a bath.
And the smell. The one where you know your kid peed without even checking her diaper. Then comes the diaper pail that you can smell at night making it’s way into your bedroom from the bathroom.
So I am past the justifying they are cute and they are saving the earth. Once I heard if you are having relationship trouble you should remember what it was like when you were first together, the feelings of excitement and happiness. I tried that. And I have a big bootie bottom staring at me all day. Nothin.



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  1. April 12, 2012

    I hear ya. My first was almost entirely cloth diapered, the second one though peed so much more than any other baby I’ve ever been around so we started using disposables at night and when we were out cause otherwise he’d pee through them in no time… then eventually with a baby and toddler and so much laundry already we’ve more or less quit all together. They still sit all nicely stacked next to the changing table because I haven’t fully admitted the defeat to myself yet, but one of these days I’ll have to come to grips with the fact that those days may be through. 😦

  2. April 12, 2012

    I think anyone who puts in the extra effort and does cloth is a rock star. I cloth diapered my first 2 and enjoyed it but by the time the third baby came around, I was so over the extra work. Environment be damned. I went disposable all the way! You have to pick your battles, and the extra washing and care would have killed me.

  3. kate #
    April 12, 2012

    We enthusiastically did cloth with number 1. But the smells and stains and finally serious gross motor interference (big bum literally stopped her from rolling over) led to a change of heart. We did disposables for a few months, then cloth training pants. I won’t do it again. If there’s a number 2, it’ll be someone else’s cloth and machine – diaper service all the way!!!

  4. joelynnej #
    April 12, 2012

    OMG is that a Goodmama in the top photo?!

    Yeah, I know my shit. I had twins in cloth and a stash that could cause an avalanche. It’s an entire subculture onto itself.

  5. April 13, 2012

    I can still smell that type of pee. I’m guessing it never goes away. And one day, I’ll get all mushy over it. Shoot me then, please.

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