Category: Cloth diapering

When you’re too sick to blog more than random, disjointed sentences …

The sore throat never lies.I’m sick. Baby Boy is sick.Or just teething.I am too tired and sick to know the difference.Luckily he is better today than he was yesterday. Darling Husband is working a double again today.He works another tomorrow.I wish he was here… Continue Reading “When you’re too sick to blog more than random, disjointed sentences …”

I hate admitting this, but …

It might be happening. I might be caving. MIGHT! 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… Continue Reading “I hate admitting this, but …”


I just realized that I don’t think I ever really blogged about how we’re liking our cloth wipes. And, really, what is more fascinating than a post about POO-WIPING RAGS? Not much, right? I’ve talked before about how we *heart, heart, HEART* our cloth… Continue Reading “Wiped!”

The road to sweet dreams

When I did my “Day in the life” post, the evening part wasn’t really reflective of a typical day around here. Darling Husband works most evenings, and he happened to be home that night, so it wasn’t the usual way I go about putting… Continue Reading “The road to sweet dreams”

You’d think I would have wised up by now …

Baby Boy is SIX WEEKS OLD today. I can’t believe it! I also can’t believe I just made such a rookie mistake. I was a zombie when I got up for this feeding, and decided not to change his diaper before I nursed him… Continue Reading “You’d think I would have wised up by now …”