"Mommy, what is that?"
Leave it to my kid!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Milking What's Left of Summer
Pat goes back to school in about a week. We've been trying to spend as much time as we can getting out and enjoying the nice weather before he is so busy. We have visited lots of parks, been to the zoo, had some picnics and taken lots of walks. Lots of these things are documented and you can check them on our Picasa site, http://picasaweb.google.com/robinmulcahy. I especially wanted to share some fine art we have encountered this summer, and thus had to explain to a three year old. :)
"Mommy, what is that?"
Leave it to my kid!
"Mommy, what is that?"
Leave it to my kid!
Monday, August 4, 2008
Claire in Cloth: A Crappy Choice?
There's nothing like starting a blog and talking about POOP! If you don't want to know the dirty details, don't read on!
I am seriously crazy. As I'm writing this, Claire has been in cloth diapers for four days. I know there are lots of good reasons to make this change, many of which I have been considering since she was born. So here we are ten and a half months later. So far, it hasn't been too bad. I like knowing her bottom is getting some more air. Plus, I'm getting faster at changing her. If she would just stop trying to get up and crawl away it would help immensely. Still, today's morning diaper change proved to be a bit of a challenge. With a disposable diaper, it may have gone something like this:
Lay Claire down in the floor to change the overnight diaper, which has just a small amout of #2 inside. Wrestle her while wiping her bottom. Let her crawl away while I wrap the wipes into the said dirty diaper. Catch the (fast!) crawling baby and wrestle and hold her just long enough to put a new diaper on her. Dispose of dirty diaper, wash hands, done.
Today's diaper change was more like this:
I had just put a load of diapers and ALL diaper covers into the washing machine. Lay Claire down in the floor to change the overnight diaper, which has just a small amount of #2 inside. Wrestle her while wiping her bottom. Let her crawl away while I drop the wipes onto the said dirty diaper. Catch the (fast!) crawling baby and wrestle and hold her just long enough to realize all the covers are in the wash and I should have grabbed a disposable diaper from the closet. Let the baby go and decide to take the dirty diaper to the bathroom before crawling baby takes interest in it. (Remember, naked baby is crawling around momentarily unattended) Dunk and rinse the dirty diaper in the toilet bowl. Grab the very old toothbrush from under the sink to help rake some of the mess into the toilet. Rinse the diaper in the sink, just because. Put the old diaper in the empty diaper pail. Return to bathroom to spray down the sink and old toothbrush with vinegar water and replace toothbrush in its hiding spot under the sink. Wash hands. Done? Nope, naked baby! Catch Claire and see that she has POOPED on the tail of her flapping un-fastened onesie and crawled across the room. Clean Claire, diaper Claire, clean carpet, clean carpet, clean carpet, clean onesie.
I am totally aware that this is completely my fault in many ways. I'm just not smooth with this yet. I have since moved ALL diapering supplies to the changing table, where ALL changing will be done from now on. And I know it's a lot of work, but I'm still excited about using cloth. I know, I'm seriously crazy. :)
I am seriously crazy. As I'm writing this, Claire has been in cloth diapers for four days. I know there are lots of good reasons to make this change, many of which I have been considering since she was born. So here we are ten and a half months later. So far, it hasn't been too bad. I like knowing her bottom is getting some more air. Plus, I'm getting faster at changing her. If she would just stop trying to get up and crawl away it would help immensely. Still, today's morning diaper change proved to be a bit of a challenge. With a disposable diaper, it may have gone something like this:
Lay Claire down in the floor to change the overnight diaper, which has just a small amout of #2 inside. Wrestle her while wiping her bottom. Let her crawl away while I wrap the wipes into the said dirty diaper. Catch the (fast!) crawling baby and wrestle and hold her just long enough to put a new diaper on her. Dispose of dirty diaper, wash hands, done.
Today's diaper change was more like this:
I had just put a load of diapers and ALL diaper covers into the washing machine. Lay Claire down in the floor to change the overnight diaper, which has just a small amount of #2 inside. Wrestle her while wiping her bottom. Let her crawl away while I drop the wipes onto the said dirty diaper. Catch the (fast!) crawling baby and wrestle and hold her just long enough to realize all the covers are in the wash and I should have grabbed a disposable diaper from the closet. Let the baby go and decide to take the dirty diaper to the bathroom before crawling baby takes interest in it. (Remember, naked baby is crawling around momentarily unattended) Dunk and rinse the dirty diaper in the toilet bowl. Grab the very old toothbrush from under the sink to help rake some of the mess into the toilet. Rinse the diaper in the sink, just because. Put the old diaper in the empty diaper pail. Return to bathroom to spray down the sink and old toothbrush with vinegar water and replace toothbrush in its hiding spot under the sink. Wash hands. Done? Nope, naked baby! Catch Claire and see that she has POOPED on the tail of her flapping un-fastened onesie and crawled across the room. Clean Claire, diaper Claire, clean carpet, clean carpet, clean carpet, clean onesie.
I am totally aware that this is completely my fault in many ways. I'm just not smooth with this yet. I have since moved ALL diapering supplies to the changing table, where ALL changing will be done from now on. And I know it's a lot of work, but I'm still excited about using cloth. I know, I'm seriously crazy. :)
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