It seems like we have been cloth-diapering Addie full time for a really long time, but it has only been a few weeks of exclusive cloth butt. This time around, I have a secret weapon that I never had before when cloth diapering.
When I made the choice with my middle son, he was not on board at all. He wanted nothing to do with cloth diapers. At all! It was like pulling teeth to even get him to look at them!
This time around he has been much better about getting involved, heck he even watched a demo of how to wash them. More like I forced him to watch me load the washer, what soap to use, etc.
But something is better than nothing, especially when it comes to changing diapers!
He has been really floating through the diaper changes with ease, and then the other night I was getting our older sons ready for bed, and his task was getting Addie into her PJ’s and, of course, a new diaper for overnight.
Then all of a sudden I hear …
OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL?
Coming from Addison’s bedroom. I yelled to him and asked him what the problem was and he told me she pooped. DUN DUN DUN — his first poop in a cloth diaper.
This interaction was followed by …
What the hell am I supposed to do? How do I do this?
I had to giggle! But I told him … just change her like you normally would. I mean, that really is what you do. And when when I came into the nursery to flush the solid and put the diaper into our wet bag, it was nothing more than a tiny little wet, fart-type poop. I cracked up even harder because of the way he reacted.
It was cute.
Big props to dads who get into cloth diapering, I seriously fall in love with my DH over and over again with these little parenting things that he jumps on board with.