Tuesday, April 05, 2005

One of my worst...

…memories is having to change cloth diapers.

My mother used cloth diapers for my younger brothers and sister. I was eleven when the first one was born, so old enough to change diapers. This would have probably not been so bad had I been able to wad up the offensive object [the diaper not the baby] and throw it away.

However, because my mother used cloth diapers, and a stipulation of the diaper service is that you could not return diapers to them for sanitization with anything “solid” in them, when you changed a diaper you had to remove the solid stuff. This meant dunking the offensive object [again the diaper not the baby] into the toilet several times until said solid stuff was mostly gone.

Needless to say, I used disposable diapers for my children.

Today, I was brought back to that vividly horrible memory of cloth diaper dunking when my youngest soiled in her not so absorbent training panties.
So once again, I had to dunk said offensive object [the panties not my daughter] into the toilet to remove the solid stuff…the back of my throat still tastes sour.

I hate cloth diapers. I hate not so absorbent training panties. And most of all…I hate potty training.

Day 2 of Potty Training and the score is…

Kimi - 1
Mom - 0


At 07:42, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I will say a prayer for you and your daughter.
Soon, it will be:
Kimi: 0
Mom : ALL

It will happen sooner than you think. Keep up the good work.


At 07:56, Blogger Kassi said...

THANK YOU so much for your prayers! I know that there is a light...I'll keep looking for it.

At 09:52, Blogger Fin said...

absorbancy is our friend.

sometime you should ask my hubby to show you his magic trick with the little powdery bits that are in the absorbant diapers...

At 10:33, Blogger Southern Scrapper said...

Good Luck with the potty training, it will be over soon!!!!


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