Cloth Diaper Q&A Time

I’ve received a lot of emails lately asking specific questions about cloth diapering with a baby who is now on solids, my wash routine, etc.  I figured I would take a minute to answer some of the most popular questions here.  I LOVE that so many people are researching their options and considering cloth diapering.  Of course, the downside to research in this age of Google is that it can get overwhelming really fast.  I can’t promise that my methods will work for everyone, but hopefully this will take a little bit of the guessing game out of the decision making process, especially for those who are trying to predict what it will be like to have an older baby in cloth.

Here are some recent questions I’ve received:

Is the Full-Time Newborn Test Drive Set available at Sunshine Diapers the way to go?  I noticed you mentioned you started off with a similar set.

In my opinion, I really think this is a great way to get started.  For me, I only had to make this short term decision before actually having a baby.  Then I had 10 weeks to find out what system would work best for us moving on.  I was able to try out all types of diapers while still using the Kissaluvs Size 0 Rental from SunshineDiapers.com. In all my research, the only quasi negative thing I’ve heard said about KL0s is that they aren’t super absorbent, and that seems to be true.  However, that was never a problem with a newborn because you are changing them every 2-4 hours regardless.  Of course, there are other diapers you can start out with on a newborn, including prefolds.  But, again, I believe the KL0s were the most convenient option for me and I liked that with the rental program I could return them and get some of my $$ back after three months.  It made it feel like less of a jump off into the deep end of cloth diapering.

Will that be all I need to get started with cloth diapering once our baby is born?  Is there anything else I’m not thinking of, like fasteners or something?

If you choose to go with the KL0s, either from the rental program or by purchasing them outright, you will still need covers for them.  I recommend at least 6 in sizes that vary from newborn to small, so that you can have at least 3 in rotation at any time.  I used 2 newborn Proraps, 2 small Bummis Super Brites and 2 Thirsties (one XS, one small).  If I had it to do all over again. I would have skipped the Super Brites (they seemed to wick urine to the outside of the legs a lot) and replaced them with 2 additional small Thirsties.

If you choose to go the prefold route, you will also need the same number of covers, and some sort of fastener.  You could use old fashioned diaper pins, but I hear Snappis are the way to go.  I think you only need a couple of those.

What do you do when you have dirty diapers, just throw the diaper (full of poo) right into the washing machine – or do you use a diaper pail?  If you use a diaper pail, which one do you use?  How often do you wash diapers?  What does washing diapers entail?

If the baby is exclusively breastfed then, yes, you throw the diapers – poop and all- straight into a pail.  If the baby has started solids or is consuming any amount of formula, you need to remove the poop from the diaper before washing.  My favorite method is to line the diaper with a flushable liner. Then all you have to do is peel the liner out of the diaper and the poop comes with it.  Just flush it  and forget it.  I’ve also tried lining the diapers with fleece since poop tends to not stick to fleece, but Kendall had a bad reaction and developed a terrible rash that resembled a chemical burn.

My “pail” is a white basic step lid trashcan that I purchased at Target.  My pail liner is a Bummis XL bag.  I wash diapers about every second or third day.  My wash routine is this: I remove the liner from the pail, dump everything into the washer, throw the pail liner on top, start a cold rinse.  Then I add one scoop of Crunchy Clean detergent or Charlies Soap (I like to mix it up) and run a hot wash followed by a second cold rinse.  After that they either go into the dryer on medium or on the line out back.  Honestly, they haven’t been on the line all winter, but as soon as it warms up I hope to take advantage.  When they are done drying I throw them in the middle of Kendall’s floor and we sit down and stuff diapers together.  It’s a fun little routine :)

Do you recommend a specific brand of baby wipes or diaper rash cream/ointment?  What about detergent?

When I use cloth diapers, I like to use cloth wipes, too.  I bought several 6 packs of thin Circo baby washcloths from Target and they have worked like a charm.  I just spray one with a solution of water and a few drops of baby shampoo and wipe.  I have a squirt bottle for my diaper bag and do the same thing out and about.  We’ve used Aveeno and Burts Bees diaper cream with no incident.  As mentioned above, I like to alternate Charlies Soap, which we use on the rest of our laundry, and Crunchy Clean Diaper Detergent.

How do covers fit into the picture?  Are they necessary, or just something for decoration?

Covers are necessary for fitteds, like Kissaluvs, contours and prefolds.  You do not use them with all-in-one diapers or pocket diapers.

What do you do with a dirty cloth diaper when you’re out in public?  Someone recommended that we use disposable diapers for travel and public outings and cloth at home.

I have two Wahmies regular wet bags in rotation.  I keep one in my bag and throw the dirty diaper in there and zip it up.  Sometimes that diaper has poop in it.  I have NEVER had an issue with it stinking.  I just remember to take it out and empty it as soon as I get home.  Using cloth while out is just as easy as using a disposable, and it’s fun!  Practice your speech.  People will see you with them and have tons of questions.  It’s the perfect opportunity for some cloth diaper advocacy.  As far as long trips go, we successfully traveled for ten days over Thanksgiving with cloth diapers.  We knew we would be able to wash them where we were staying (my dad’s) so we brought them.  However, when we are going to be at a hotel or someplace with no access to a washer for more than 48 hours, we do use Nature Babycare disposables.

How much has the poop changed now that he’s started solids?

Well, it stinks, and it’s never the same.  You never know what color it’s going to be.  There is a bit of a transition phase that many people call peanut butter poo.  It’s just like you would imagine, the consistency of peanut butter.  This is when cloth diapering can get really frustrating.  Nobody wants to spend 5 minutes over a toilet scraping poop off a diaper. That is why, if it is at all possible, I highly recommend doing the flushable liners from the start.  Like, the minute after that kid eats his first mouth full of cereal, there had better be a large liner in that diaper.  Trust me.  Eventually the poop with thicken and harden.  Some days you’ll get ploppable little turdlets.  Sometimes it’s more of a cowpie, but most of the time it’s very easy to get it off of the diaper.

My husband is a SAHD and not exactly thrilled with cloth diapering.  Is it possible for him to just leave the dirty diapers for me to handle when I get home?

Sure.  My husband seems to do this a lot, although he swears it’s on accident.  In our case, I usually come into Kendall’s room hours after his morning diaper was changed to find it sitting on top of the pail, cold icky poop still inside.  Despite my, dare I call it, nagging at my husband about this annoyance, it’s really not that big of a deal.  Perhaps you can designate a seperate small Bummis bag or wet bag that your husband can place all the diapers and their contents in, and you can just take 10 minutes after you get home to flush them and get them into the pail.  If stink is an issue, I suggest sprinkling some pail freshener into the bag.  I recently tried some from the same lovely lady that makes Crunchy Clean called Poopy Powder, and I love it.  It really helps keep the smells at bay.

What does Kendall wear at night to keep from leaking?

Of all the cute diapers out there, I must admit that I love our Bum Genius 3.0  pocket diapers the most.  They are our go-to diaper, especially at night.  Since he’s in the diaper for up to 12 hours usually, though, it requires a little something extra to pump up the absorbency.  We have had tremendous luck with some hemp doublers from Artsy Fartsy Foo Foo. I bought 4 for less than $20.  I use one in combination with a regular sized BG insert at night and have never had a leak.  Never.

That’s all the time I have for tonight, but if I didn’t answer your question here or in my two previous posts:

Yes, I use cloth diapers.  No, I don’t wear Birkenstocks.

Cloth Diapering – the specifics

Please feel free to either ask below in the comments section or email me.  Also, fellow cloth diaper-ers, please feel free to chime in with tips and tricks of your own!

Kendall is 8 months, 3 weeks and 2 days old.

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Ode to Joel McHale

O, Joel McHale, how I sparkly pink puffy strawberry scented heart thee.  Your wit and your charm, your laughter and your spaghetti cat…. Oh!  and Lou.  I love you and Lou.  You and The Soup are all we, my husband and I, have at the end of the week to make us feel like the fun and free couple we once were.  While The Soup used to be just a show we Tivo’d to catch up on at some point during the weekend (usually after sleeping in until 11, eating cold pizza in our jammies) it is now the highlight of our Friday night.  Hell, it’s the highlight of our weekend.

We wait for you all day, mentioning you in phone calls throughout.  “OOh!  The Soup is on tonight, hon.  Want to get some beer?”  “Hey, don’t forget The Soup is on tonight.  Are you sure the DVR is set?”  “Honey, guess what?  Tonight it’s The Soup, some beer and wine and my famous garlic chicken!!  Are you stoked, or what?!”  Oh. Good. God.  we are pathetic.  But you, Joel McHale, you make us feel hip again.  You watch it all so we don’t have to.  Clearly, The Soup was thoughtfully planned out just for our demographic – the young couple, suddenly thrown into the chaos that is parenthood.  The people who no longer have time for the hours of TV programming they used to filter through the Tivo in an efficient manner.  The people who can’t possibly catch a show between the hours of 7 and 8 because of the bedtime routine and who are completely wiped out by 10:30.  The people who have nothing going on on a Friday night because babysitters are damn expensive on Fridays.  You are there to entertain at 9 pm (central) on a Friday, and I could dry hump you for that.

Truth be told, these days the DVR doesn’t even stand a chance.  We are there, glass of wine and bottle of beer in hand, plates of food on the ottoman, the baby monitor softly buzzing in the background at 8:59 anxiously awaiting, and you never fail us, Joel McHale.  You never fail.  Last night I really did gigglepiss myself a little when you showed this clip from some show that I only believe exists not because I have actually seen it aired, but because I have chuckled through many a clip on The Soup (not much unlike Bromance, although that usually just leaves me saying, “What the fuck?!”  No. seriously.  What the fuck is that show about?)

Granted, the peeing my pants may be attributed to the fact that I squeezed a baby from my vagina no more than 8 and half months ago, in combination with my hatred for kegels and my obvious neglect for rebuilding my pelvic floor.  I do seem to sniss a lot these days.  However, I’d like to believe that the fact that I couldn’t even breathe because I was laughing so hard had more to do with it.

O, Joel McHale, you light up my life, you give me hope to carry on, you light up my days and fill my Friday nights with song… singers… Miley Cirus… IT’S MILEY!

P.S.  Could you please have your people talk to my people so that we may arrange for you to come do a private tour stop in Dallas?  Oh wait.  Is that too creepy for you?  It’s okay.  How about just a freaking public stop in Dallas.  Yes, yes, I know.  You’re going to be in Houston on February 15th, but if I can’t swing a babysitter on a Friday night for a few hours, how the hell am I going to be able to make it all the way to Houston?

(I am now sitting back and waiting for the childfree people to come after me for claiming that The Soup was made for parents.  How could I be so INSENSITIVE?!  The children, people!  Think of the children of the world!  Stop being so selfish and hogging your love for Joel McHale!  People without babies can feel love for The Soup, too!)

Kendall is 8 months, 3 weeks and 1 day old (Here’s a secret. The only way I ever know this is by opening my blog up in another window and looking at that handy ticker.  It surprises me every time).

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If I Wasn’t a Mother

If I wasn’t a mother, would this day mean as much to me?
If I wasn’t a mother, would the words “hope for the future” make me cry?
If I wasn’t a mother, would I have been as excited to sit at home on my couch in my sweats as my son napped to listen to this?
If I wasn’t a mother, would I clap as loud and smile as big?

I’ve never set out to make this blog political, nor do I intend to do so now.  However, I can’t help but document just how I feel right now, and how I *think* a lot of other parents may feel, as well.  Because, Republican or Democrat, there is a spirit of hope and change right now that I don’t think many of us can ever remember experiencing.  And, while I know that if I were childfree, I would STILL be excited about this day, I don’t know that it would touch me so deeply.  I don’t know that the gravity of today would make me think about not only how much this means in my lifetime, but how much it means for my child, and his possible future children.

I know that we can’t predict the future, and that President Obama’s actions remain to prove his reputation that preceeds him.  I know that we can’t live in an idealistic society that believes that the hard work is over, that this act in and of itself will change everything.  I know the real work is just beginning. But, just for today, I will bask in this feeling.  I will tell my son that today is a new beginning, and that it’s up to my generation and his to see this hope become the reality of our future.

Edited to add my apology below:

I certainly didn’t mean to imply that this would mean any less to people who don’t have children. I can see this for the monumental victory that it is as a whole, for all people, not just my children and theirs.

My point was merely a question for myself. Would *I* feel differently? Because, as only I can know, I do feel different after becoming a mother. Does that make me better or worse? No. It just makes me different.

My apologies if I offended anyone.

Kendall is 8 months, 2 weeks and 4 days old.

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The Parent’s Complicated Relationship With Coffee

Coffee used to be a fun thing to go “do” on a break at work.  Going to have coffee implied relaxation, conversation, good times.  It was a reward for a good job done, or an incentive to get off my ass and finish a project as soon as I got back to the office.  Coffee didn’t used to be complicated, but having a baby complicates a lot of things, coffee being one of them.

It starts when you’re pregnant.   “Should I not drink this coffee?” you think to yourself.  You read the scary reports, get the snide side-eye looks when you stand in line for your daily jolt, you cut back.  Then you have the baby.  “Ahhh!! The fetus will no longer be affected by the sea of bold roast it could be swimming in.  I’m free!!” you think to yourself.  Then the pediatrician hands you a list of things you absolutely shouldn’t be eating or drinking while breastfeeding and caffeine is at the top.  “WTF?!” you scream in your head.  “How the HELL am I supposed to get through life with a sleepless newborn without caffeine?!  Why didn’t anyone alert me to this while I was pregnant?”  You are mad, you try to live without coffee.  Despite your valiant attempts  to find other means of keeping yourself awake, you realize you are a raving bitch AND your baby STILL has colic.  “Well, forget that,” you think.  “If you are still going to spend over half of your waking day screaming, I’m going to at least listen to it while enjoying a frothy latte.”

Once the baby is here, coffee is no longer the relaxing thing to go “do”.  A trip to the coffee shop means hauling in a diaper bag, infant seat, hooter hider or bottle, and don’t forget the actual baby.  You are now *that person*  the one that everyone curses the minute they walk through the door.  Because, honestly, did you ever want to listen to a crying baby when you were relaxing and enjoying a coffee between business meetings?  You go only when the baby is sleeping.  Timing is everything.  That is until the day the baby wakes with poop oozing out all sides of his diaper.  You run to the fancy private bathrooms, only to realize that the place you pay hundreds of dollars a year to provide you a hot cup of brew can’t shell out the $250 it would take to put a changing table in their extra large, well decorated restrooms. Asshats.  Clearly your loyalty to them over the years means nothing once you become a parent, because parents don’t “do” coffee.

Yes, parents don’t “do” coffee, parents NEED THEIR FUCKING COFFEE.  You resort to the drive through, though there are many times you can’t get your order out over the noise of the screaming baby in the back seat.  You grow impatient  “Does the FLIPPING barista NOT realize that the noise they are hearing over the loudspeaker is CLEARLY my child having a meltdown and NO I would NOT like to sample the farking OATMEAL today,” you say under your breath, half hoping they heard you.  Due to a combination of factors, including lack of time, lack of disposable income, lack of patience, and a small personal protest against the place that betrays you with no changing tables, you start making coffee at home.

Coffee at home is even more complicated.  Grinding beans and pouring water requires more focus than one would imagine.  Some days you need coffee just to make the coffee.  Some days you need coffee to remember that you made coffee.  Your husband sets up the autobrew for you, but you nearly piss yourself when you wake one morning to what sounds like the next Texas Chainsaw Massacre in your kitchen.  That effing bean grinder is loud, and so help me God, if that wakes the baby….

Then there is the eternal internal debate.  “Do I drink the coffee now, at this early morning hour?  If I do, surely that will ruin any chances I have of catching a nap when the baby goes to sleep in a couple hours.”
After much waffling, you pry your bleary eyes open for two hours of baby food and Jumperoo and Peek-a-boo until the kiddo is worn out.  He finally goes down for a nap.  You turn on the monitor, head back to bed, snuggle up under the warm covers, begin to drift off to sleep… and the SON OF A BITCH!  The baby is awake after only 20 minutes.  It’s going to be one of those days, and you haven’t even had any coffee  yet.

Kendall is 8 months 1 week and 4 days old

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