Thank you to Christine, who shared with us a photo of her changing station. Man oh man what we’d give to be as organized as Christine! What’s on your changing station? What does your diaper disposal system look like? Send us your pics. Or post them to Pinterest with #gdiapers.
Pregnant? Wondering how on earth is this baby EVER going to come out of THERE?! Breathe, mama. You were designed and built for this. Case in point:
I was due with baby #4 on October 13th. Last night about 5pm I started having mild contractions, but nothing like with my other 3 kids, so I didn’t think anything of it. I had a chiropractor appt and went, came home, fed the kids, while having mild contractions 8-10 min apart, but not really hurting or lasting longer than a few seconds. About 7:30 I told my husband that maybe he should go ahead and take the kids to the babysitter, since they hadn’t stopped, but weren’t serious yet. we called the midwife just to let her know that it may be tonight, but I was still walking and talking and feeling ok. Kris left with the kids about 8, to take the 5 min drive. Not long after he left I went to use the restroom, water broke and without even a push baby Kinsley slid out into my arms. Since it was 3 weeks early I had not been to the store to pick up any feminine products, and we were expecting to deliver at the birth center so I didn’t have any waterproof pads to protect the bed. I reached for the first absorbant things I saw, my grefills, grabbed a few with one hand while having an unexpected newborn in the other, put the refills down on the bed, and sat on them until hubby made it home about 10 min later and called the midwife. If it hadn’t been for the refills my mattress would’ve been ruined (oh they make great postpartum pads too!) Once the midwife arrived, checked us both out and her cord was finally cut Kinsley Renee Howell was wearing her first tiny g
Thank you again to Alicia, from Naps Happen, for her parenting commentary. We love her like we love Fridays. And cheesecake. And running barefoot.
Delighted squeals echo across the common area behind my townhouse. I step out onto the deck and watch five children streak by carrying sticks. They seem to be involved in a mysterious construction project involving a pile of rocks, a ton of pine cones, and a bucket of water. The project is simultaneously exciting and deadly serious. The children work in happy cooperation to construct what is sure, upon completion, to be something we parents must dismantle later.
They are having the time of their lives, these kids. I notice my eldest has once again removed his shoes and is running barefoot. Nobody seems to run barefoot anymore.
I used to run barefoot. What year did that stop being acceptable?
A local mama posted a link to her blog post on our facebook page. We thought it too good not to share. Here’s the whole gosh darn beautifulness that she wrote. Love it, too? Hop over to her blog and let her know.
What I learnt from my husband since he became a dad
Nearly a year ago now, both my husband and I became parents. Because I am the one who was pregnant, and delivered this beautiful, oh so beautiful baby, for a “few” months I focused on myself, recovering from this unique experience. Little by little, I opened my eyes again on the world around me, discovering people in the street, life outside my baby, friends, family, and yes husband. I feel very lucky to have him by my side. He truly is the perfect mix between Superman, Romeo, Buddha, and a teddy bear. Possibly the Incredibles dad from Pixar?
My point is that for a long time I was focused on all the things he could do like me, instead of figuring it out by himself. I was really trying to make him be a mum. Which is biologically impossible and quite frankly a waste of time.
Diapers bringing people together face to face? Sure thing. In fact, we see it all the time. But we never dreamed that would happen. Just really really glad it did. Today’s story brought to you by Resha.
The story behind this picture is that our 2 1/2 year old, Leethan, potty trained about 2 months ago so, the huge stash is now his 6 month old baby brother, Trenton’s. gDiapers have meant a lot to me since my first pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Leethan, I was searching for a plastic free alternative to diapers, but didn’t really want to do cloth. That is when a friend told me about g’s. I went crazy for them! I bought quite a few before Leethan was born and my addiction began! The more I started visiting the gDiapers facebook page, the more people I met that also had the same passion for such a wonderful product.