We're a cloth diapering family. We get elbow deep in poop and gladly stink up our washer multiple times a week getting the gunk out. And we are okay with that.
But why, you might ask.
There are many reasons families cloth diaper. Environmental reasons, allergy reasons, frugal reasons, etc. And these reasons vary from family to family. For our family we use them for a few reasons.
1. Frugality- We have had a very rough year and a half and I knew that diapers would be hard to purchase. I knew that if I had cloth diapers I would never have to worry about whether I could afford diapers or not. I could always wash them in the tub if I had to. And trust me, I have had too.
Just a glance at this chart above shows you how much you can save by just buying cloth diapers. It has included the cost of laundry in them as well, which for me is on the steeper end. We have primarily used flats/prefolds and covers. I think cost can be considerably less if you use different washing methods.
2. Environmental- There are some out there who claim that there is no difference between cloth and disposable when it comes to the environmental reasons. They say you use the washer and dryer and the electricity outweighs the landfill. I disagree. Sure, there are people who solely use electricity for washing/drying their diapers. But most of us who cloth diaper like using the sun. It helps us "bleach" our diapers and kills germs!
3. Vanity- There are some who would say there is nothing vain about using cloth diapers, but have you SEEN the way those bums look when they are covered in cloth! They are so cute! You just want to let them run around in diapers and leggings and a t'shirt because they are so stinkin' cute! So for me, the vanity of it comes in to play seriously. (Could also be why I just arranged to buy about 6/7 more diapers from a friend!)
So tell me,
What are your reasons for cloth diapering!? Share in the comments below!
Keep on walking the path less traveled,
Anti-Mainstream Mom
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So Missouri got buried in snow this past week. With a good 9-12 inches in most areas. It was chaos and everything shut down. I mean, everything. My kids and I took the opportunity to make a fun out of the bum and had a few adventures. We made snow ice cream and then my oldest son went out to play in the snow while little sister and I sat in the warm house and watched him play! (Yes, he was supervised.)
First up, snow ice cream! It's really not a snow day if you don't make this vintage family favorite.
After snow ice cream we headed out into the snow to play. Well I sent Noah out with his Uncle. Rowan has been recovering from a cold, so I didn't want to put her out there. (Even though I know that the cold doesn't cause a cold.)
And because he's so cheery...
He took a shovel full of snow to the face on accident.
So this was the 9-12 inches of snow. We're in store for another 5-12 inches. Share below what your favorite snow day activity is so we can try it out!
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There is a trend in most "developed" countries that tells us we should work and let others raise our babies. That a mom staying home and a family covering necessities first is a wrong or makes them poor. That large families are a burden on our governments or that moms don't need to breastfeed because "there's formula for that."
What happened?
When did parenting become a burden. When did having families become a curse. When did growing your own food become something only country folk do. When did letting your kids get dirty or messy become an issue.
When did we become unattached parents?
Why is it the more developed we get that we lose our animalistic/mammal instincts to comfort our children's cries and hold our babies to soothe. That we need to let them self-soothe and learn to cry it out. Or when breastfeeding became a sexual pleasure for mothers instead of the way our bodies were intended to feed our children.
I choose to stand against mainstream parenting. I pledge to raise children that know value in a person and respect their fellow humans. That know that food grows from the ground and doesn't come out of a box. That hard work is valued and so are they. That God loves us all regardless of what we look like. That the "rod" isn't for spanking. And that we are all created the way we are meant to and we do have faults, but collectively we can help each other to grow and evolve so that our inner light can shine bright enough to light a person struggling with their own.
I vow to raise my children traditionally, not with the mainstream drum.
And here is where you can march with me!
What do you pledge?
