This post is part of the Cloth Diapering Bloggers and Dirty Diaper Laundry monthly Cloth Diaper Carnival. We skipped last month but things are back on track. This month’s carnival is themed around Husbands and cloth diapering. Participants really had an open ended theme, so the entries could be humorous stories, tragedies, or tales of fully supportive men! I can’t wait to read them all. To visit the other entries, visit the others linked beneath this post.
Good morning mamas! I have had a great holiday season and I hope you all have as well. There are so many stories that feature hubby and cloth diapers but I want to share one that happened recently.
This holiday season we traveled two hours to visit my husbands family. I decided to use cloth wipes while we were there that way we don't leave a pile of stinky wipes. Hubby really did not like the idea, but was okay with it. I did let him take a small amount ov wipes that he can use as night. Of course he ran out like on the third day, lol. This is how I change my babies diaper. Before anything I check if her clothes need to be changed, by checking to see if there way any leakage. If there is I get her a change of clothes and get everything else ready. I lay out a blanket, get the prefold inside the diaper, put it under her and so forth. Hubby usually just gets the diaper and wipes and changes her on the bare floor or on the bed, which is a bit better than the FLOOR!
Anywho, we stayed inside hubby's uncles house, he lives all lone in a 3 bedroom home, so it was nice n spacious. We had all our clothes and baby stuff inside one room and that is where I liked to change her. So, one time, early in the morning I woke up and didn't see hubby in bed nor the baby. I sat up and listened, maybe she had woken up early and if so I would be able to hear her downstairs playing. I didn't hear anything. I check the other bedroom to see if our 5 year old was still asleep, and yup she was. She usually hears the baby playing and "big sister" loves to play with her baby sister. I got a bit freaked out when I didn't even hear the TV on. I slowly creeped down stairs and looked into the living room and there was no sign of them. No toys, no nothing.
Then I heard a huge shreiking cry! OMG! It scared me to death. It came from the kitchen. As I got closer, I realized that it wasn't a cry it was a laugh, you know how when a baby really doesn't know how to laugh and they get super excited.... that shriek. She was half naked holding on to daddy as he had her dangling in the sink while he was dunking her tooshie into the sink filled with water. I started cracking up. I was just sorry I didn't run to get my camera. I went to get a towel and asked what he was doing. He said that she made a mess of her diaper and "I didn't want to get the cloth wipes dirty." I grabbed the baby and then explained to him the purpose of using cloth wipes and such.
We talked about that for a bit while I had him spray off the "mess" with the shower head and when I looked at the clock it was 5:45am. We couldn't go back to sleep so we made breakfast and stayed up just talking. It was a good day.
Other than that hubby is pretty good with the cloth diapers now. He likes AIO's, obviously, and does a pretty good job of washing them as well. Sometimes when I need to get up early and I'm running around doing last minute chores he says, he'll do them. He always asks, "Do I rinse the diapers?" He knows that they get rinsed in cold and washed in hot. Pretty cool, hu? Love you hunny!
Well, that's that.... my story of hubby and cloth diapers. I have so many more. I know this one really wasn't about the diapers itself, but it's related... lol.