Last week, I went around the house gathering trash to take out for pickup.
I got the bag from Mary’s diaper pail.
I got the bag from her changing table downstairs.
I got the bag from the upstairs bathroom.
I looked at them, lined up by the door–95% of our garbage is diapers.
And I thought, “We have to switch to cloth. This is horrible.”
So we’re going to. But I discovered, upon a little investigation, that there are 49,000 kinds of cloth diapers. There are flat, fitted, prefold, pocket, all-in-one. There are wool, cotton, polyester, plastic. It’s ridiculous. And the worst part?
The brand names of diapers are awful. A small selection: FuzziBunz, Happy Heinies, Kissaluvs, Bella Butt. Seriously. How am I supposed to shop for something with names like that? “I’d like four Happy Heinies, please”?
Today’s adventure is that I realized that diaper covers are very simple but very expensive. So I’m making my own. In theory. But I can’t get my sewing machine to work. I’ve never had a problem with it, but I almost never use it; I quilt by hand. It’s been probably a year since I’ve used it. For some reason it doesn’t seem to be picking up the bobbin thread, which means, no stitches. I’m annoyed by this because I’m all ready to go otherwise. I cut out the pieces and everything. Stupid technology. Obviously this means I need a new one.