We were just getting into the car to go home at 2:45 pm and Margo (almost 3 1/2) was starting to get delirious. You know, speaking tongues and crying over everything… end of the world things like wanting mommy to buckle her into the carseat instead of daddy, etc. By the time we got home and inside, it was about 3:00pm, she cried some more about not wanting to take a nap, or that she didn’t have to pee before she went to bed (even though she did), etc. We all got into bed (queen size, can you say squish), Art rubbed Margo’s back for about 2 minutes, and probably by 3:03pm, she was out like a light. Read the rest of this entry
Category Archives: Elimination Communication
A Little Secret About Frequent Nighttime Waking in Babies and Toddlers
Just a few minutes ago, I was doing the dishes and I heard little babe squawk for about the third time since I put her to bed a couple hours ago. My husband is in there with her, so the first two times, she easily settled back down and fell back asleep cuddled against him. But, when I heard her wake up for the third time, I thought, ‘Oh, she’s gotta pee‘. So, I took my dishwashing gloves off, went into the bedroom, where she was tossing and turning on the bed next to Art. She’s almost 11 months old. I pulled off her pants and cloth diaper, then held her over a little potty I have by the side of the bed. She complained a little, semi-cry, like, ‘man, this really stinks, I’m so tired and I want to be sleeping, but damn it, I have to pee!’. (come on, you know the feeling, haven’t you ever been so comfy in bed that you wish someone could get up and pee for you?). I wiped her off, plopped her back on the bed, put her dry diaper back on, laid down, gave her a few minutes of boobies, then pulled away. She complained a little (really wanted that boob still in her mouth), but then flopped over and squashed herself up against Art. I got up and went back to doing the dishes. Read the rest of this entry
A First World Reality Check Today: When My Washing Machine Broke
You know when you load the washing machine up so much and you think, ‘Oh, I really shouldn’t put so much in… but maybe I can just squeeze one more thing…‘. That was me today, and today was the day that our washing machine crapped itself (well, it didn’t, luckily, but I thought it did, more on that later). I think that every single last cloth diaper was dirty, and that was the reason for my enormous load. It was really dumb of me to load it up so much, and I even mentioned to Art in passing that I was being really brave to fill the washing machine up so high. Because… a few days ago, it had been acting funny. I threw a load in early in the morning, went out for three or four hours and when I came home, the machine was still spinning… ‘That’s odd‘, I thought… ‘The machine has been stuck on the spin cycle for hours!’. I manually turned the nob to OFF, and put my very spun (nearly dry) cloth diapers in the dryer. Read the rest of this entry