It might be happening.
I might be caving.
Regular readers are all VERY AWARE of Baby Boy’s atrocious sleep habits — still up three (sometimes four) times a night, and he is *gulp* almost nine months old.
Because he’s a cloth-diapered babe, I do need to change him once or twice during the night. Otherwise he wakes up in a wet sleeper — and sometimes with a puddle on the mattress. Poor soggy guy.
And so … yes … part of me is wondering if the reason he wakes up so frequently in the night — at an age where it seems ALL THE OTHER BABIES IN THE WORLD OMIGOD are sleeping through the night — is …
… the cloth diapers.
It kills me to say that. I love-love-love our cloth diapers. I just can’t quit them, to quote that movie I never did get around to seeing. But I am thinking that maybe … maybe … I need to switch to disposables only at night?
I have tried hard to make this nighttime situation work. I’ve double-stuffed them (mmm, Double Stuff Oreos). I’ve tried different kinds. They just don’t hold as much pee as disposables, according to, well, everyone on the damn internet.
I think it is my (extreme) stubbornness that is holding back. I am the one who insisted cloth-diapering was the sh-t (pardon the pun).
I am the one who had PLENTY of skepticism from
the peanut gallery family members when I said I wanted to cloth-diaper.
I am the one who STILL will tell anyone who will listen how much I love our fluffy, adorable little diapers.
I walk down the baby aisle at Wal-Mart and sneak peeks at the Pampers — simultaneously scowling at the idea of paying for diapers and feeling a twinge hopeful that maybe they are the key to me getting more than two or three hours of sleep in a row.
So I hate admitting it … but yes, I sort of am. Without saying it. You know what I mean. It’s possible that I might need to make a change in the diaper department, strictly at night — you’d still have to claw those cute printed cloth diapers from my cold, dead hands during the day.
The question is, will I cave? …