*I was not paid in any way to talk about diapers. This is just my opinion and experience.
There comes a point in all of motherhood where you just have to talk about baby poop. Today is that post. For those who have no desire to read about it, now is the time to stop reading.
Ok, for the rest of you, consider yourself warned that I will be talking about baby poop and baby poop is gross.
I hate paying for diapers. Seriously. I really have no idea why poop collectors cost so much, but it is ridiculous. With T-Man, we went majorly low-budge on the diapers. I saw no reason to spend extra amounts of money on name-brand diapers. We went with whatever was cheapest--usually some no-name Wal-Mart brand. T-Man pooped out of those diapers almost every single time. Being a first-time mom, I thought he just had an incredibly powerful pooper, until one day my friend said, "Um, do you think it's the diapers you are using?" Oh, DUH! Of course it was! I still didn't want to pay extra though, so I stuck with the Wally world cheapos until one rather unfortunate day at the St. Louis Science Center when T-Man pooped everywhere and I didn't have an extra pair of pants for him and I had to choose between rinsing his poopy pants out in the public bathroom sink and then wearing them wet, or having him go pantless (he was about 2 yrs old at the time) or spending $30 on official Science Center sweatpants that were only available in sizes XS or XL (he needed a medium). That day I swore off the cheapos and moved up to Luvs.
With Fearless I figured Luvs were a compromise. Not the cheapest, but not the most expensive either. And they were fine. No leaks, but diaper rashes were common. Fearless has horribly sensitive skin, so we just dealt with those like we dealt with all of his other skin issues.
Then Miss B came around and spent a week in the NICU where they use the really soft Pampers Swaddlers diapers. They were so nice and soft and just looked more comfy than the other diapers I'd used. I don't know if it was just because I was so worried about her or if it was because she was a girl or what, but I just wanted her to have THE BEST of everything--including diapers. Dr. C went along with it (even though he would have rather just stuck with the Luvs) mainly because I was a crazy lady and if expensive diapers were important to me for some inexplicable reason than we would buy Pampers to avoid me going off the deep end. (I love that man! What a gem to put up with all my craziness!) After life had calmed down a bit and I wasn't quite so touchy about everything, Dr. C convinced me to try some Huggies. A step down from the Pampers fabulousness, but not all the way back down to the Wally cheapos. At this point though, Miss B had become accustomed to her pillow-wrapped bottom and she started getting rashes. (Ha! An excuse to go back to the Cadillac diapers.) So the Pampering continued.
Lately though, I've turned into a couponer, and have really been trying hard to get things on sale, or with coupons or both, to cut down on our household expenses and to get the thrill of a great bargain. And so I relinquished my new love of Pampers to try Huggies Natural diapers this time. (They were a super good deal!)
Miss Banana decided to let me know her thoughts on the matter. I was holding her with her head up on my shoulder, body against my chest. All of the sudden she made that infamous grunt, and poop exploded everywhere—my neck, my shirt, her shirt, her legs, her chest, her hair, my hair, my pants, her hands, my hands—you get the idea. As I went to clean her up, I opened up her Huggies diaper and there was only a smidgen in the diaper. How did that happen?!? Apparently my little diaper diva was so unimpressed with the Huggies that they weren't even fit for her to poop in. Tomorrow, we go back to Pampers.
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