Low Down On Cloth

So after finishing a dozen or so diapers, I decided to try them out. I must say that I am a fan. First off, I am not a crazy hippie eco nut. My choice to cloth diaper was not to save the environment. While I won't go punch a baby tree for kicks, I don't really go out of my way to save the earth. I do things because I am my mothers child, she taught me never pay for anything I can find cheaper, or do myself.
We went through 4 diapers today, from this morning until bath time at 7:30. I only put a cover on her when we went out and about. Even without the covers, none of the diapers leaked. Success!
Here is the first diaper cover I made, obviously not perfect, but functional. Plus it was made from an old blanket. :) Yay for saving money! Anyways, on to the diapering plan.
I pre-stuff all the diapers with microfiber towels, and stack them under her changing table. Right before I put them on, I plop in a piece of scrap fabric. (this acts as a liner for poo, that way I don't have to wash poo off the diapers) After pinning on a few diapers, I have only stabbed myself once. Wahoo!
Once its time for the diaper to come off, I pull out the microfiber towel, and toss everything into a garbage can. Our 'diaper pail' is sitting in our bathroom closet. Once I run out of diapers I'll get to washing them, hopefully I'll make enough that I only have to do diapers once or twice a week. Since I don't throw poo in with the diapers, smell shouldn't be a big problem.

(for washing you use 1/4 the amount of detergent reccomended, and no fabric softener. wash on hot, and sun dry, or toss in the dryer.)

I find these to be rather nice. So if anyone can sew, and would like to knew the patterns, hit me up. Or if you would like to buy some, I could sew some up a few for ya. :) If I like you that is. :P

The Cloth Has Begun!

This morning I decided to wrap my little monkey's rump in one of my cute cloth diapers. Today is a 'test run' to see how well we do with the cloth diapers. I've only had to change her once, and the diaper didn't leak at all. The diapers aren't too bulky, she just looks like she has a big bum, and they don't droop. I'll have to give you all an update tonight with more pictures of the diaper covers I've made. And let you know how my system will be working. (if you aren't interested in cloth diapers, feel free to skip the post later tonight, I'll still love you)

The Bestest Daddy

This may come as a shock to you, but my darling husband was not ready for a child. Crazy right? You would think every 19 year old guy wants a screaming blob of his own. Wrong. I, on the other hand, wasn't too worried about it. I had taken classes on everything from child development, to child psychology, to taking care of kids in a daycare.

After 9 months of cursing Denny for getting me pregnant (which caused me to throw up anything I dared to eat, and blow up into a hippo) our little girl was born. Postpartum hit me, and it hit me hard. However, it was a different kind of postpartum. I wasn't like those crazy ladies in the movies that want to throw their kid out the window, my hate went toward the poor man that got me pregnant in the first place.

(there is a reason for all of this babbling, be patient)

I only got more angry with him, when I came to realize that I was expected to do everything by myself. I raised my child on my own. I fed her, I changed her, I put her to sleep, I woke up every single night and rocked her for hours on end (while daddy slept soundly), I handled the colic, I went days on just a few hours of sleep, I played with her, and I did it all the while, never once getting upset with Sophie. This lasted about a year and a half.

Don't get me wrong, Denny wasn't the devil. He just wasn't ready to be a father, and didn't feel like I needed any help. About a week or so ago, he has decided to throw himself entirely into caring for our daughter. I know, I didn't believe it either. To my delighted surprise, he is doing wonderful. He changes her, he plays with her, every night I hand Sophie off to him once she finishes her bath, he gets her dressed then reads bedtime books, he is a wonderful daddy when he tries.

I just wanted to share my joy with everyone. Too many fathers don't take an active interest in their children, and that makes me sad. Thankfully my hubs has jumped on board. :P Here is evidence of the above. Denny has a bad back and bad knees to begin with, but he chugged right through it to make is daughter squeal with delight.

I Finished A Diaper! :D

Beautiful isn't it? I have oodles that haven't been completely finished, but this one is :) The above picture is the outer (left) and inner (right) fabric of the diaper. It is made of flannel so its super soft.
My model was not happy that she had to stay still for a picture. Denny was trying to hold her up for me, but she instantly fell to the ground to wallow in her misery. (she was a pain in the butt all day)
Even though it isn't perfect, I am rather proud of my little creation. Maybe I'll finish the lot of them sometime before she is out of diapers. :P

Popcorn Kernals + Toddlers = Gross

As most mom's do, I often have to fish things out of my child's mouth. Whenever I know she put something in there, I stick my hand under her chin, and she spits the object out. She is now under the impression that my hand is a garbage can. Often times when she decides that she is done chewing something, she takes my hand, and spits the food out. Ew, right?

Earlier today I fot Iund out that she can now reach up onto our counter. I had a bowl of popcorn sitting up there, and went to sew. Sophie was watching Dora the Explorer (like she does every day), bu didn't see her get up. I found her in the kitchen stuffing her face with popcorn.

A few minutes later, I noticed she had something in her mouth. I stuck out my hand, and a blob of corn kernels fell into my hand.
She just looked at me and smiled. The little turd.