So I have cloth diapered for 2 years now. I started when my son was about 8 months old and I have never turned back. Now with him potty trained and my daughter in cloth I get to keep going with my cloth diapering! Yay!
For anyone looking for more info on cloth diapers let me know! I am more than happy to answer questions. It is really very easy and takes almost no extra time from your day and there is no dealing with the 8 trash cans at the curb on garbage day.
When I started out I used Diaperswappers It was such a helpful place to go and learn about cloth and how to wash and what diapers to get and everything. So many people on there helped me out as I was learning all the jargon and learning what PUL was and what a GM, and FB, and BG AIO OS was all about! It was like a new language!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Snow, Social Stuff, and Sleep Deprivation
That's pretty much been my last 36 hours or so.
I have discovered that when the last two combine it can be all kinds of interesting. For me if I am sleep deprived and in a social setting it is almost like being drunk. I don't say what I mean to say and what I mean to say comes out totally wrong and when I think about it later I am left feeling like a dope. Of course there is no good way to apologize either because 1. I don't exactly remember what I said and 2. There is no good way to bring it up again.
Also last night, Ivy decided she was anti-sleep so I have been up since 3am. It is a very good thing that I don't have any social setting things tonight or I would be in even bigger trouble. Poor babe was running a 101.7 degree fever this morning :(
Today was also a snow day. Lots of snow, maybe 8-10 inches so far. Tomorrow I am taking the toddler out and throwing him in a snowbank so he can burn off some energy. Ideally the babe will be feeling better and she can come play too but otherwise I will have to take him out when she is napping. Also learned, yet again, that the red car is not so good in the snow as I could barely make it out of the driveway so that the plow guys could plow. That car is really rather worthless in the snow.
Anyway I am off to bed hoping for some sleep tonight. Between me having the stomach bug the other day and Ivy not sleeping I am just a mess. Night all!
I have discovered that when the last two combine it can be all kinds of interesting. For me if I am sleep deprived and in a social setting it is almost like being drunk. I don't say what I mean to say and what I mean to say comes out totally wrong and when I think about it later I am left feeling like a dope. Of course there is no good way to apologize either because 1. I don't exactly remember what I said and 2. There is no good way to bring it up again.
Also last night, Ivy decided she was anti-sleep so I have been up since 3am. It is a very good thing that I don't have any social setting things tonight or I would be in even bigger trouble. Poor babe was running a 101.7 degree fever this morning :(
Today was also a snow day. Lots of snow, maybe 8-10 inches so far. Tomorrow I am taking the toddler out and throwing him in a snowbank so he can burn off some energy. Ideally the babe will be feeling better and she can come play too but otherwise I will have to take him out when she is napping. Also learned, yet again, that the red car is not so good in the snow as I could barely make it out of the driveway so that the plow guys could plow. That car is really rather worthless in the snow.
Anyway I am off to bed hoping for some sleep tonight. Between me having the stomach bug the other day and Ivy not sleeping I am just a mess. Night all!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
And its a Saturday
For once a decent mellow-ish one too.
Aaron is still doing great with the potty training. He has learned that he gets a diaper for nap and he seems to think that would be the easiest time to poop, at least I know when to expect it. I hear that's one of the things that takes the longest with boys anyhow and its totally not a huge deal, I am just super proud that he *likes* his underpants and prefers to pee in the potty.
I have also discovered that while 19 diapers is pushing on boarder line with two in diapers, 19 is far too many with just the one using them. She only goes through 4 a day plus her disposable at night so I can go 3 days without washing and still have almost enough for 2 days...
I am on the search for a good piece of ribbon and a neat thing to put at the top of it to make Ivy a holder for her hair clips. I got her some super cute ones from Etsy that work wonderfully on her baby hair and keeps her bangs out of her eyes.
On a nursing note, I am getting that "antsy" feeling I remember from about this stage with Aaron. That part of me that wants to go out and count how much frozen milk I have to know when I can start putting that in a cup for her to get her used to a cup and get her weaned, is coming out. Now I know I don't want to wean her. One reason is she is only 8 months old, she is going to at least 12 months, another reason is because I did miss it when I weaned Aaron. I mean, it was nice to not have to worry about the thrush anymore but I missed the cuddle time, as it turns out he isn't much of a cuddler anyway so that was really close time for us. I am sure we will keep going for awhile as I get the idea she likes nursing a lot more than he ever cared for it, for him it was just food, plain and simple, for her it is more about cuddle time and being comforted.
She however is also doing amazingly with solids. She barely touches any baby food and would much rather have some cooked up veggies or fresh apple to munch on. It amazes me how different the two kids are because Aaron would rather have eaten babyfood until he was about 18 months and had some pretty bad texture issues once we got to table food but she just chows down like she has been doing it forever and she has yet to actually pop a tooth through.
Oh and today was every mom of a toddlers dream, the 2.5 year old was *begging* for some of his sisters vegetables. I was feeding her carrots/green beans/ peas and he just kept saying "Vegetables please" over and over and as soon as I gave him some, he wanted more!
Aaron is still doing great with the potty training. He has learned that he gets a diaper for nap and he seems to think that would be the easiest time to poop, at least I know when to expect it. I hear that's one of the things that takes the longest with boys anyhow and its totally not a huge deal, I am just super proud that he *likes* his underpants and prefers to pee in the potty.
I have also discovered that while 19 diapers is pushing on boarder line with two in diapers, 19 is far too many with just the one using them. She only goes through 4 a day plus her disposable at night so I can go 3 days without washing and still have almost enough for 2 days...
I am on the search for a good piece of ribbon and a neat thing to put at the top of it to make Ivy a holder for her hair clips. I got her some super cute ones from Etsy that work wonderfully on her baby hair and keeps her bangs out of her eyes.
On a nursing note, I am getting that "antsy" feeling I remember from about this stage with Aaron. That part of me that wants to go out and count how much frozen milk I have to know when I can start putting that in a cup for her to get her used to a cup and get her weaned, is coming out. Now I know I don't want to wean her. One reason is she is only 8 months old, she is going to at least 12 months, another reason is because I did miss it when I weaned Aaron. I mean, it was nice to not have to worry about the thrush anymore but I missed the cuddle time, as it turns out he isn't much of a cuddler anyway so that was really close time for us. I am sure we will keep going for awhile as I get the idea she likes nursing a lot more than he ever cared for it, for him it was just food, plain and simple, for her it is more about cuddle time and being comforted.
She however is also doing amazingly with solids. She barely touches any baby food and would much rather have some cooked up veggies or fresh apple to munch on. It amazes me how different the two kids are because Aaron would rather have eaten babyfood until he was about 18 months and had some pretty bad texture issues once we got to table food but she just chows down like she has been doing it forever and she has yet to actually pop a tooth through.
Oh and today was every mom of a toddlers dream, the 2.5 year old was *begging* for some of his sisters vegetables. I was feeding her carrots/green beans/ peas and he just kept saying "Vegetables please" over and over and as soon as I gave him some, he wanted more!
Friday, January 23, 2009
My children are just too sensitive
To sound that is.
I knew this for awhile. Aaron really dislikes when other children are crying. He gets all sad and pouty.
Today Ivy saw a little babe the same age as she is, however this babe has learned that its fun to shout like Aaron used to do. Ivy didn't like this, she didn't like that one bit. I find it slightly amusing though because she gets that little pout face before she cries and of course she recovers quickly.
The other fun thing that happens at home? Aaron will shout because he likes to shout, Ivy will start to cry because he shouted, then Aaron will start to cry because Ivy is crying, and she will cry even harder because Aaron started to cry instead of shout...and it downward spirals! There is really nothing one can do but try and console one of them and hope the other catches on, and laugh, because its laugh or cry, and adding more cry to the equation will not work well.
On another note, we are on day THREE of Aaron using the potty. He had a pull up for going out earlier and he didn't pee in it! He had a diaper for nap time, and I fully expect him to stay in those for nap for a little while but STILL! Pretty impressive and I am admitting that I am a little bit excited about the prospect of only *1* in diapers instead of two.
I knew this for awhile. Aaron really dislikes when other children are crying. He gets all sad and pouty.
Today Ivy saw a little babe the same age as she is, however this babe has learned that its fun to shout like Aaron used to do. Ivy didn't like this, she didn't like that one bit. I find it slightly amusing though because she gets that little pout face before she cries and of course she recovers quickly.
The other fun thing that happens at home? Aaron will shout because he likes to shout, Ivy will start to cry because he shouted, then Aaron will start to cry because Ivy is crying, and she will cry even harder because Aaron started to cry instead of shout...and it downward spirals! There is really nothing one can do but try and console one of them and hope the other catches on, and laugh, because its laugh or cry, and adding more cry to the equation will not work well.
On another note, we are on day THREE of Aaron using the potty. He had a pull up for going out earlier and he didn't pee in it! He had a diaper for nap time, and I fully expect him to stay in those for nap for a little while but STILL! Pretty impressive and I am admitting that I am a little bit excited about the prospect of only *1* in diapers instead of two.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Potty Learning and Beyond
So I wasn't really aware how fun it would be to try and teach a 2.5 year old about the potty while having a teething, grouchy, 8 month old (8 months old today!). I was trying round 2 of putting her down for her nap (round 1 failed, as did 2 and 3...) and I came downstairs to find a boy in wet pants and wet underpants but a potty with a bunch of pee in it, hehe. He tried *so* hard on his own but the pants foiled him. We are just going to put babylegs on him for the rest of today I think and see if that helps in case there is another time that I am unavailable and he needs to go. I do remind him every 30 or so minutes and ask him if he has to pee...so far so good. He is, admittedly, working towards a reward. I got him a stegosaurus sticker from the pedi office during Ivy's visit on Monday and if he can go in the potty until nap time (only 20 minutes or so away from now) he can have the sticker...right now its on the fridge.
I also have a teething, grouchy baby that I mentioned above. She has a fever too so it might be sick or it might be from vaccines or it might just be the teething. She also won't nap or sleep unless she is right next to me which means I have gotten little to no sleep lately, not the best ever.
What else important is going on? Ivy's appt Monday went okay. She is up to 18.5 pounds and 28.5 inches, tall and lean like her brother and father. They did end up messing up my shot schedule stuff though because Hib is no longer available on its own, only in combo with DTaP and Polio now...so I had to get her the polio vaccine now instead of waiting like I had wanted. I had to because Hib is important to me...if they would just get the vaccine for DTaP, Hib, and Prevnar together like they have in Canada we would be all set...
Anyway, off to find myself lunch though I have no idea what I am going to eat...nothing sounds good.
I also have a teething, grouchy baby that I mentioned above. She has a fever too so it might be sick or it might be from vaccines or it might just be the teething. She also won't nap or sleep unless she is right next to me which means I have gotten little to no sleep lately, not the best ever.
What else important is going on? Ivy's appt Monday went okay. She is up to 18.5 pounds and 28.5 inches, tall and lean like her brother and father. They did end up messing up my shot schedule stuff though because Hib is no longer available on its own, only in combo with DTaP and Polio now...so I had to get her the polio vaccine now instead of waiting like I had wanted. I had to because Hib is important to me...if they would just get the vaccine for DTaP, Hib, and Prevnar together like they have in Canada we would be all set...
Anyway, off to find myself lunch though I have no idea what I am going to eat...nothing sounds good.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Updates and such
My little girl is rapidly approaching 8 months old. She loves her food too, she will even eat table food now. For me that is very odd because Aaron never liked table food much until he was about 18 months old, until then he would rather eat babyfood. So far Ivy eats cheerios, those horrible little puff things she likes so much, peas, green beans, apple, and banana all cut up into tiny pieces.
The boy and I also have a head cold. First one of the year for the both of us. Sore throats and stuffy and coughs...I have a headache, he probably does too. I am hoping the girl doesn't get it because if she does it not only stinks for her it also means the playdate this week would be off because I don't want anyone catching it from us. I like my adult interaction so I am hoping we are all better before then!
I am also really glad I am taking this semester off. I would have to start class tonight if I hadn't taken the semester off...so very not ready for that yet and so very glad I am waiting. I really needed a break.
Seems as though there should be something else important to say but I have no idea what it is...so I guess thats its for now!
The boy and I also have a head cold. First one of the year for the both of us. Sore throats and stuffy and coughs...I have a headache, he probably does too. I am hoping the girl doesn't get it because if she does it not only stinks for her it also means the playdate this week would be off because I don't want anyone catching it from us. I like my adult interaction so I am hoping we are all better before then!
I am also really glad I am taking this semester off. I would have to start class tonight if I hadn't taken the semester off...so very not ready for that yet and so very glad I am waiting. I really needed a break.
Seems as though there should be something else important to say but I have no idea what it is...so I guess thats its for now!
Monday, January 5, 2009
A little Reminiscing
So I was talking with a friend of mine about labor and birth and was brought back to the day I went into labor with my daughter. I was rather anxious about it because I had been wandering about halfway dilated for about 5 days and I was a little bit terrified that I would have a super fast labor like a certain friend of mine...
I was also a little nervous because my MILs birthday was the 2 days before my due date and my cousins birthday was the day I was due, as much as I enjoy the company of those two people I really wanted my girl to have her "own" birthday.
On the 20th we were supposed to all go to MILs birthday party at their house. It wasn't very far away, only like 15 minutes by car but I had been having mild contractions all day and while that was super normal for me at the end of pregnancy these felt a little different. I called my husband and told him that maybe I shouldn't drive myself and our son to the ILs house because I thought I might be in labor.
Of course being him he said "Pfffft you will be fine!"
So I drive there and was totally noticing the contractions. They didn't really hurt but there were for sure there and they weren't the normal braxton hicks I had been having. At one point during dinner I told MIL that they might be getting a call that night to watch our son. She had a similar reaction to my hubby and sort of blew it off.
Well, lo and behold, by 1:30 I have given up trying to sleep because the contractions were annoying me too much. Then by 3:30 I woke up my hubby and told him it was time to go. I don't remember his exact words other than "Are you sure? Nahhh can't be". Yes, I am sure, get your rear outta bed. I woke him a little earlier than I would have because I knew he would want to take a shower etc first.
When we woke our son up and started packing he stared at us while laying in bed wondering what on EARTH was going on. It was really pretty funny to see him try and figure out what we were doing in his room in the middle of the night.
Needless to say when we got to the hospital I was already at 7cm and I told hubby to go call the ILs to come pick up the boy. While we waited I hung out with him and cuddle him through contractions while the nurse looked at me like I was nuts sitting there so calm and fine at 7cm...she told me I acted as though I was at 2cm.
Long story short(er) my little girl was born about 12 hours after hubby said "Pffft you will be fine!".
I was also a little nervous because my MILs birthday was the 2 days before my due date and my cousins birthday was the day I was due, as much as I enjoy the company of those two people I really wanted my girl to have her "own" birthday.
On the 20th we were supposed to all go to MILs birthday party at their house. It wasn't very far away, only like 15 minutes by car but I had been having mild contractions all day and while that was super normal for me at the end of pregnancy these felt a little different. I called my husband and told him that maybe I shouldn't drive myself and our son to the ILs house because I thought I might be in labor.
Of course being him he said "Pfffft you will be fine!"
So I drive there and was totally noticing the contractions. They didn't really hurt but there were for sure there and they weren't the normal braxton hicks I had been having. At one point during dinner I told MIL that they might be getting a call that night to watch our son. She had a similar reaction to my hubby and sort of blew it off.
Well, lo and behold, by 1:30 I have given up trying to sleep because the contractions were annoying me too much. Then by 3:30 I woke up my hubby and told him it was time to go. I don't remember his exact words other than "Are you sure? Nahhh can't be". Yes, I am sure, get your rear outta bed. I woke him a little earlier than I would have because I knew he would want to take a shower etc first.
When we woke our son up and started packing he stared at us while laying in bed wondering what on EARTH was going on. It was really pretty funny to see him try and figure out what we were doing in his room in the middle of the night.
Needless to say when we got to the hospital I was already at 7cm and I told hubby to go call the ILs to come pick up the boy. While we waited I hung out with him and cuddle him through contractions while the nurse looked at me like I was nuts sitting there so calm and fine at 7cm...she told me I acted as though I was at 2cm.
Long story short(er) my little girl was born about 12 hours after hubby said "Pffft you will be fine!".
Friday, January 2, 2009
And its a New Year...
Every night I come downstairs from putting the children to bed and think "Gee I need to write today." Then by the time I sit down I realize I can't even string two words together, much less write whole sentences, so I don't try.
Right now we are in an interesting time with the boy. I am at a bit of a loss of what to do with him actually. He is 2.5 and he is acting it, very much so. Anything I ask him is "No". I give him a choice of things and still, "No." He did several fit filled things at the grocery store yesterday and it took all the will power in me not to drop the stuff I had gotten and drag him by his ears to the car.
I am sure he is tired of being cooped up in the house. I am too. Trouble being Ivy naps at a bad time and she *has* to nap in the crib, as I discovered the hard way on the way to pick up an Rx today...screamed for an hour solid because it was nap time and she didn't want to nap in the car. I have tried bringing him outside while she naps but that is hard because it has been *so* cold out, like 0 degrees and windy and that isn't ideal "get outside" weather.
We have crayons and play doh and other indoor fun things to do but he gets bored so quickly that its nearly impossible to keep him entertained. I am at at bit of a loss of what to do with him really.
Of course the general lack of sleep here doesn't help my mood or my ability to handle a 2 year old (or a whining, teething baby for that matter). Ivy and Aaron have both been up a lot lately at night and its starting to wear on me and my patience.
On the plus side, in case anyone didn't notice, it is lighter later now. Today was 54 seconds longer than yesterday and tomorrow will be a full minute longer than today. It doesn't seem like much until you realize that in a weeks time you get 7 more minutes (or more) of sunlight that wasn't there before.
Right now we are in an interesting time with the boy. I am at a bit of a loss of what to do with him actually. He is 2.5 and he is acting it, very much so. Anything I ask him is "No". I give him a choice of things and still, "No." He did several fit filled things at the grocery store yesterday and it took all the will power in me not to drop the stuff I had gotten and drag him by his ears to the car.
I am sure he is tired of being cooped up in the house. I am too. Trouble being Ivy naps at a bad time and she *has* to nap in the crib, as I discovered the hard way on the way to pick up an Rx today...screamed for an hour solid because it was nap time and she didn't want to nap in the car. I have tried bringing him outside while she naps but that is hard because it has been *so* cold out, like 0 degrees and windy and that isn't ideal "get outside" weather.
We have crayons and play doh and other indoor fun things to do but he gets bored so quickly that its nearly impossible to keep him entertained. I am at at bit of a loss of what to do with him really.
Of course the general lack of sleep here doesn't help my mood or my ability to handle a 2 year old (or a whining, teething baby for that matter). Ivy and Aaron have both been up a lot lately at night and its starting to wear on me and my patience.
On the plus side, in case anyone didn't notice, it is lighter later now. Today was 54 seconds longer than yesterday and tomorrow will be a full minute longer than today. It doesn't seem like much until you realize that in a weeks time you get 7 more minutes (or more) of sunlight that wasn't there before.
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