It’s just a universal rule by the motherhood gods that the first clean cloth diaper from my stripping brigade gets the first poo of the day. If you’ve been a cloth diapering veteran already then you’ve had the one massive poo in the last clean one as you’re washing the others, amiright? Welp, it wouldn’t be a normal day in motherhood without Murphy’s Law – anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
Wouldn’t ya know it that we also had steamed corn for dinner just 20 hours prior? Ask me how I know. If you won’t then just know that I am foreveva-eva grateful for a diaper sprayer.
Aside from the (solids) matter, I am updating you that the stripping has worked (on the two diapers he’s worn so far)! That water bill will totally be redeemed (maybe!). The countless upon countless washes and pathetically following the drying rack to sacred spots of direct sunlight on our third-floor apartment has paid off (hopefully!) I even made sure. See, I know motherhood isn’t glamorous and I’ve seen just about every type of nasty bodily function so I put my nose directly up to the wet cloth and absolutely no ammonia, barnyard, or fishy stink whatsoever. Hallelujah!
Normal day diaper – check. How about the dreaded overnight diaper for a sleep-through-the-nighter?
When has Murphy’s Law been unkindly applied to your life? Will you drink a
glass bottle of celebratory wine for me if this actually worked?
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