Saving a baby’s first diaper is now a thing? No, really?
You mean, saving it with the stuff in it? Why? No, really? Why?
I just read a piece over at Café Mom about how some freaky parents are now doing this thing where they preserve their newborns’ first diaper — crap and all.
Gag. Yuck. Ew. Gross.
This isn’t about cloth vs. disposable diapers (I’ve already made it clear on which side of that aisle I stand). This is about total grossness and utterly absurdity.
One woman in the piece was quoted as saying that changing her baby’s first diaper was such an emotional experience because they knew all was well, so they needed a memento. They sprayed it with air freshener or something and stuck it in a box. (Yeah, because that means the box won’t be putrid the next time they go to open it.)
Wouldn’t it have just been easier to take a picture of the first diaper? I’m sure I have a few of those — images of the first diaper changing, not the actual diaper. Although, honestly, it’s nothing I would frame. Poop is poop is poop is poop.
I saved the little hats they put on my babies right after they were born. I saved their ID bracelets from the hospital. Somewhere upstairs there might even be a dried little umbilical cord or two (unless the cleaning lady saw it and understandably trashed it). I save lots of stuff.
A dirty diaper? First one or last one — yuck, yuck, yuck. Ew, ew, ew. No, no, no.
Would you ever?
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