I’m not a martyr for cloth diapering. I’m a mother who is trying to raise good children as affordably as possible. Trash disposal is $8 for a large bag in my county, so that in addition to the cost of disposable diapers is my main reason for cloth diapering. Plus, I like to minimize the eternal shitballs that we add to our landfill.
But sometimes, after Clara leaves me with a $20 pocket diaper filled with the nastiest combination of reconstituted raisins, unchewed edamame, and stinky slime imaginable, I wonder if cleaning my fair-trade diaper is worth it, or if it should become an eternal shitball in the landfill as well. I haven’t thrown a cloth diaper away…yet…but I have considered it. Maybe it’s the difference between a moldy Pyrex dish and a moldy Gladware dish in the fridge. One is considerably more likely to survive than the other, at least while I’m the one doing the dishes.
Cormac, on the other hand is the ideal cloth diaper baby. No funky terrible poop. Shake it off, put the diaper in the pail, move on with life. I am thankful that I don’t have to deal with the raisin-edamame-blueberry-shit-up-to-my-elbows every time I change a poopy diaper. I think it might intimidate me too much to keep cloth diapering. I’d have to sell our rare first edition books and maybe even my Old Gringo boots to keep the eternal shitballs of toxic waste on my kids.
I’m mostly joking about the eternal shitballs of toxic waste thing. We’ve transitioned back to a disposable at night and I can now jokingly poke fun at those crazy people who buy disposables, since I’m one of them. We also use disposable wipes. It’s part of my semi-crunchy thing.
I understand why people don’t cloth diaper. It’s a lot. Combined with all the other things that go on in my life, it’s often overwhelming. Some days a load of shit covered diapers is the last thing I want to do. My choices aren’t always (or even usually) about what’s easiest, though. It’s about what works best for my family and what makes sense for us. We don’t make a lot of money. This is one way I can make sure that we can still afford bacon for my bacon addiction.
I can wash that shit off my diapers and off my elbows and still have energy for bacon.
A day in the life of cloth diapering twins.
Breakfast, followed by a diaper change. That first diaper is a disposable and often gets pooped in (eternal shitball).
We use Fuzzibunz pockets with minky or microfiber inserts. My awesome BFF bought a few hemp doublers for me and the doublers+minky make great nap time/running errands diapers.
We do about 4-5 cloth changes in a day, per child. Poop depends on the day. One baby poops once a day. The other poops as often as she wants. Plus once a day.
The poop is plopped into the toilet and flushed OR sprayed into the toilet (in the case of the raisin sludge) with our bumgenius cloth diaper sprayer. Yes, it’s absolutely worth the $40.
I put upstairs diapers in the wetbag by the toilet and downstairs diapers go in the Ubbi diaper pail by the stairs (in a cloth liner). I wash diapers every day or two in an old school washer (no more stripping – HE washers can all go to hell) and then dry them on the clothesline outside. Stuff diapers on the couch, stack them upstairs or in the basket by the diaper pail and that’s it.
Disposable diaper goes on after the nighttime bath, before bedtime, preferably (but not always) before the floor has been peed on.
Piece of cake, really.
Yes, sometimes I get poop on my finger, but I don’t think that’s a cloth problem. I think it’s a poop problem. We have never had a blowout, but do get leaks around the legs sometimes. Especially in the mornings. I do need to transition back to cloth wipes and hopefully I’ll have a system for that ASAP.
I’m really not a martyr. Or crazy.