The Beginning

I have to say that I've been thinking of starting this blog for awhile now, but it wasn't until a few weeks ago when B and I were at his Little Gym class that I made up my mind. I was talking with another mommy about how hard it is to get baby pants that fit nicely if they're not adjustable waist. I joked (well, seriously) that B's pants would never stay up on his non-existant booty, were it not for the extra padding his cloth diapers provided. To which she exclaimed "What!?! YOU cloth diaper? No way! You're the last person I'd have pictured to cloth diaper their kid!"
WELL.... It has not always been this way. Sure, I buy the kids yobaby and organic milk, and do my best to remember to bring my reusable bags into the grocery store, but that in no way makes me granola mommy. I'm still a screaming, swearing, ziploc bag using, deodorant wearing, hair washing, tampon applying, poop-in-the-tub fearing, meat eating, average every day stay at home mom.
What started out as a do-good passing thought I had when pregnant has turned into somewhat of a life change, but in a way I'm comfortable (and satisfied) with. I don't love playing with poop, I am not breastfeeding B at 18 months, and I didn't home make every ounce of baby food my kids have ever eaten (hardly!). I am here to share my own experiences, roadblocks, support system and addiction to cloth diapers.