I never thought twice about diapering my son with the eco-not-so-conscious disposable diaper. I have to admit, I thought that cloth diapers were still big cotton towels that required safety pins, manual dexterity, and a whole lot of free time.Read More
Month: February 2006
Once you get past the sore nipples and engorged breasts, your can focus your attention on a more flab-ulous issue – how to avoid flashing your post-baby-belly-roll when you go to nurse your child. I think it might be every nursing mom’s biggest gripe.
When my 3 year old was a newborn we planned a trip to Europe and before I could say auf viedersehn, my brain pictured all the filthy traveling potties we would encounter while changing her diaper.
I’m reading Inconsolable: How I Threw My Mental Health Out With the Diapers by Marrit Ingman and you must too. She is my new hero. Her writing is rollicking and riotous and searingly honest, even as she describes her postpartum depression during the first year of her child’s life.
Don’t get any sick ideas, dear readers. We’ve all seen our share of those softies and we certainly don’t need a stuffed one of THOSE laying around the house. Heather who blogs over at MilesEtc started making these fabulous little creatures for her little one, and as you might imagine, a few people got a hold of them and she’s decided to sell them to the masses.