Last night, I found myself spending an exhausting 20 minutes rinsing cloth diapers in the toilet, trying to remove the remnants of the gourmet baby food my little one had so dramatically rejected just two days prior. Not the most glamorous of tasks, right?
When I was pregnant with our second child, my partner and I made a firm commitment to cloth diapering. We invested in 17,000 diaper inserts and 13,000 stylish covers, even adding a bidet attachment to our bathroom. We splurged on specially formulated laundry detergent and a designer diaper pail in a trendy shade of Robin’s Egg Blue. Learning that traditional diaper ointments were a no-go, we stocked up on organic balms and coconut oil.
As first-time cloth diaper users, we poured over hours of online reviews and tutorials, including some hilariously confusing YouTube clips. Each time we met fellow parents, we bombarded them with questions, determined to master the art of cloth diapering.
During my nesting phase, I washed the diapers multiple times and line-dried them in the summer sun, convinced that the more I cleaned them, the better they would absorb. I lovingly folded and stacked them in the nursery; forget a changing table, this little one was going to need his own dedicated space!
The Transition to Solids
In the early days, babies are delightful bundles of joy, and their poop is often a source of amusement for parents. I could regale you with stories about my oldest son’s first month of life, and chances are, you’d hear at least four tales of his little “gifts.” But as babies reach around six months and start eating solids, the charming poop becomes a whole new ballgame. Those adorable, pricey diapers quickly transform into messy traps for the output of a growing child.
Fast forward to last night. My son has ramped up his solid food consumption, which is fantastic, but it complicates things since he’s still breastfeeding and reluctant to let go of that comfort. I, on the other hand, am less than thrilled about dealing with the aftermath of his diaper situation. However, we press on into this new culinary adventure.
He filled two diapers back-to-back. Here’s where it gets a bit tricky: breastfed babies can go several days without a bowel movement. For me, it was three glorious poop-free days. But suddenly, I found myself in the bathroom with two heavily soiled cloth diapers.
The Cleanup Process
Step one: open them up and remove the inserts. Yuck. Step two: scrape the solid bits off the cloth lining. Even yuckier. And instead of just soaking them before washing, these required an intense scrubbing session. Unfortunately, our special bidet wasn’t up to the task. So, armed with pink rubber gloves, I plunged my hands into the toilet with the diapers, sacrificing my dignity for cleanliness.
After my tactical bathroom maneuver, I tossed the offending diapers into the washing machine and set it to a heavy-duty soak. Honestly, there should be a setting called “Just This Side of Obliterate.” Then, I kicked back and took a deep breath of fresh air.
On a side note, I’m grateful for aunts. My wonderful aunt was online last night, sharing amusing poop stories from my own baby days, which helped me find humor in this messy situation. She also gently reminded me why we chose cloth diapers in the first place. Despite the challenges, they’re better for a baby’s skin and the environment. Plus, they make for some pretty entertaining stories.
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Conclusion
In summary, while cloth diapering involves its fair share of gross moments, it’s ultimately a rewarding choice that supports both our babies and the planet—along with providing some great stories to tell.