We have 5 shells, 12 snap in soakers (what the baby poops/pees on) and 4 boosters (for overnight or whenever you need more pee soaking up power!)- along with a bag of biosoakers (which are like a woman's pads- for babies- throw them away), liners (to put over the soakers to "protect" them from the poop- you can flush these!), and some soap came with them. WHEW! Boy- it is a lot to learn. I can't wait to show everyone how to use them.
But, one thing I did take for granted with the disposables is getting to spend just a little while not changing a diaper. I swear I feel like I am changing a diaper after changing the diaper- with only one kid! Disposables have chemicals in them to soak up the pee which makes you able to let the baby go maybe 4 hours without changing the diaper. I swear I am staring at the clock now- just like when Gavin was on a feeding schedule- waiting for his next diaper change. And- let me say, this is not because I am excited to change his diaper because...don't get me wrong- these diapers are cute but my patients gets thin when it comes to diapering Gavin anymore. It has become THE DREADED DIAPER CHANGE. Kicking and Screaming. Stiffening up. Flipping over half way through. Hands on his winky- then in his hair- then back to his winky.
I forget what I am doing when it comes to the diaper change anymore. I have the baby powder out, wipes, California Baby (rash cream- just in case), the new diaper with the soaker snapped in and the liner for poops (becase you know if I don't put this on- he is going to crap like an elephant in this diaper). So, I get him down on the ground with all my might- in between kicks I can get his pants off and shirt up and diaper unsnapped...then it becomes the waiting game. I am waiting for him to reach down and grab himself. I mean...why not? There is probably a heap of crap along the inside of his legs and around his winky...so why would you not want to grab onto that and then slap your hands around in a fit and run your fingers through your hair- I mean, that is what Gavin thinks I am sure of it.
So anyways- so I get the diaper off, clean him up and I am struggling to pick him up and get the liner on the diaper just right so that it doesn't slide off when putting him down on it- all the while he is double fisting his winky or slapping it like nobody should ever be slapping something like that! By the time I get the diaper snapped on and he's all happy again...I look over and there is the unused baby powder and/or rash cream- D'oh! Too late now... off he goes.
Sigh- so, it has been interesting to say the least. I am washing the soakers right now- which smell horrible. Yuck! Along with trying to get poop off the soakers when he goes #2 without a liner on- I would rather cut my arms off- well, that's what I thought the first (second, third, forth, fifth) day but now I just stick my hand right on it and get to washing it like when he was small and would poop out of his diaper and onto a onsie or a cute outfit you JUST bought- you had to touch that stuff, it didn't just come off on it's own. Brandon is in the middle of putting a diaper sprayer on the toilet in the spare bathroom (Gavin's bathroom)... he is making it himself from a youtube video we watched and it looks like it will work out. Those diaper sprayers are expensive to buy and you still have to assemble them! Hopefully, soon enough- we will be spraying the poop off in the toilet and laughing and holding hands while I have my cloth diaper baby on my hip ;)
