so, here’s a quick little project i put together:
we have been cloth diapering ramona ever since she was released from the NICU. (isn’t it kind of weird that NICUs–the one ramona was in, anyway–don’t let you cloth diaper? even if you offer to do the laundry yourself?) & we have been using cloth wipes during that entire time as well. store-bought disposable wipes have never once touched this child’s butt since she came home from the hospital.
i didn’t get into sewing until a few months after she was born, which is a shame, because i liked nothing better than to obsess over my pregnancy & plan for motherhood. sewing my own cloth diapers & wipes & swaddling blankets & baby shoes & all that good stuff would have been so much fun! even if i have another kid someday, it won’t really be the same because i have ramona to keep me busy. i watched so goddamn much TV when i was pregnant. i watched every episode of both “the office” & “roseanne,” just for starters, & those were not short-lived shows. i try not to think about how much sewing i could have gotten done if i’d started before i had a child.
anyway, i bought our cloth diapers & wipes. & the wipes we have are really just squares of flannel that have been serged on the edges to keep them from fraying & unraveling in the wash. ramona is almost three now & still in diapers (potty-training is not her strong suit) & those wipes we started with are starting to show their age. they’re getting a little threadbare.
also, jared has taken over laundry duty from me. i used to do all the household laundry every three days, but i started to develop an intense phobia of the basement (where the washer & dryer are). kind of ridiculous to suddenly fear a place you have been going every few days for literally years, but the whole point of phobias is that they are not rational. anyway, jared took over the washing & i put everything away. unfortunately, the fact that he works full-time & is not as schedule-obsessive as i am means sometimes the laundry is washed after three days. sometimes it’s more like five. i decided it would be wise to have some extra wipes on hand for those times when jared has left the laundry a little late.
i had some flannel left over from making our family christmas pajama pants last winter, so i just cut it into squares & serged the edges. easy peasy. three years of cloth diapering has taught me that i prefer a single layer of flannel & a large-ish wipe. these are 5″ by 5″. if i had it to do over, i’d probably go with 6″ by 6″, but these are fine. very soft & lovely on our tiny child that is, as jared says, “barely foliated”. when does that luscious soft baby skin turn into normal person skin? & isn’t she supposed to be kind of smelly by now? she always smells like fresh grass or toasted marshmallows. i don’t know how she does it.
it occurs to me that cloth wipes would make a great shower gift for someone who is planning to cloth diaper–or for anyone, really, since you can obviously still use cloth wipes with disposable diapers. flannel comes in so many great colors & prints, you can pick something to match the nursery theme (we didn’t have one, but it seems like a lot of people do) or the mom’s favorite color or something. whipping up a batch of 20 would cost less than $10 & take like half an hour. tie ’em up with a pretty bow & people (who don’t sew) will be amazed.
i also feel the need to confess that after my whole parents vs. daylight saving thing i wrote about yesterday, ramona woke up at 6:30am this morning & declined to nap. right now she is sitting on the other end of the couch & banging on the wall with a toy hammer. i mean, it’s fine. i actually like to get up early & she’s been in good spirits all day. no crying, no tantrums. we ran some errands, she had some quiet time in her room (in lieu of a nap), whatever. hopefully she’ll nap tomorrow.
(ps–right after i wrote this paragraph, jared got home from school & ramona had a complete meltdown. she really wants jared to do yoga with her, so she is standing on her yoga mat, wailing, “the tree pose! the treeeeee pose!” over & over. i know she’s doing it because she’s over-tired, but it’s kind of hilarious watching her have a tantrum over yoga. kind of defeats the point of yoga, doesn’t it?)
it may also be worth mentioning that this is my third post in three days, which is a real departure from, say, august, when i think i only posted once all month. i started feeling like my writing abilities were getting rusty from disuse. i also went to wonder fair on friday night, this cool little art/gift/stationery shop here in lawrence, & i asked the proprietor, meredith, for notebook recommendations. she sold me on this really sweet south korean notebook & i started using it to keep notes on my days & write down my to-do lists & guys. it is awesome. whoever says you can’t buy happiness clearly does not have the obsessive relationship with high-end notebooks that i have. this thing has changed my life!
one weird thing that happened today: we were at the library, & ramona goes to the library literally almost everyday & knows several of the librarians by name. she saw one she knew & said, “i recognize that person. that’s [name redacted].” the librarian came over & said hi to us & i said, “did you hear ramona just now? she said she recognized you,” & the librarian raised her eyebrows & said,”that’s a big word.” but she said it in a weird tone, like maybe she thought i was bragging about my kid’s vocabulary. i only have the one kid & not much experience with other children. i don’t know if it’s terribly unusual for an almost-three-year-old to know words like “recognize” or “derivative” (i taught her that one today).