We had painters here on Thursday, and I became aware as I was going about my daily routine with Miss that these men were probably getting a good laugh at my expense. It made me think about what I, and other moms, would look like to the proverbial Fly on the wall while caring for our babies. I tend to talk to Miss, and often to myself, all day long. It’s a running commentary on what is happening, what I’m doing, what she’s doing, what should I do?, etc (it was as I was in the midst of some conversation with Miss, or rather with myself, that I heard one of the painters chuckle to himself and thus became self-conscious and the thought process that sparked this whole post began). I think probably most moms do this. It’s probably a very important part of language development for babies to hear their caregivers speak a great deal. However, I still probably sound kind of goofy to a stranger observing me while doing it – the noises and faces while trying to get her to eat, the funny voices while reading her a story, and any number of other goofy things I do all day long for the purpose of entertaining and teaching my daughter.
Author: Amy
Customer Service
Ben and I and Miss took a day trip to Madison to go furniture shopping yesterday. Working around Miss’s naps limited our trip to two furniture stores and a restaurant supply store that is open to the public. We went in one large chain furniture store and one smaller store with “Fine Furninure” in the title. I’ll just call this store “Pinkies Out.” I’m going to tell you a story of the “customer service” we received at the Pinkies Out establishment. I will preface the story by saying that I am the kind of person whom, when I walk into a store and am asked, “Is there anything I can help you with?” will say almost every time, “No thanks, I’m just looking.” And the response I like to hear to this statement is, “Okay, well my name is blah-di-blah, just let me know if you need help with anything.” That is very nice. Very professional. I do not ever want someone hovering over me when I’m trying to shop for something. Ever. So, keep that in mind as I tell you the following story.
We walked into Pinkies Out and were immediately approached by an older Man, who may have been the owner. He proceeded to tell Ben that he could not bring his coffee into the “showroom”, that there was a sign on the door (tiny, transparent, and placed in the corner of the window in the door), and all the reasons that beverages were not allowed. Really? No explanation needed. So, Ben went outside to finish his coffee and I began to look at the table that was right inside the entry, which I love. It is a table that we found in Florida in May, but didn’t purchase because of not wanting to pay for the shipping from there to here. So, I was quite excited to see the same table, at a discounted price, in this near-to-home store. However, as I was checking out the price of the table, the Man continued to hover over me and explain again why Ben couldn’t bring the coffee into the store, and then to gush over Miss (which of course I never mind really). I attempted to walk away from him and continue browsing in the store. I tried the “I’m just looking” line. He persisted in asking if there was anything in particular I was looking for. I made the mistake of admitting that we were interested in finding a leather recliner. So, the Man “offered” to show me where the recliners were, or said I could browse, and he would just be “in the shadows.” Trying to make things easier on my self, I said, “Sure, you can point them out to me.” Big mistake.
The Man took me over to one recliner, which I immediately didn’t like. It was what I call a “butt” chair. I have a weird aversion to any chair that has the layered pillow look on the back of it and once when explaining to Ben why he couldn’t have a recliner with that type of back, I said that it looked like a butt. Of course, it doesn’t really look like a butt. Well, it does a little, but either way, I just don’t like it. Anyway, by this time, Ben had come back in sans coffee, and as soon as he saw the chair the Man had pointed out to me, he said, “Nope, that breaks the rules.” I explained to the Man that I do not like the look of that type of chair back (I did not call it a “butt chair” though, maybe I should have??) and he proceeded to explain to me, in a very condescending way why the chair is constructed that way!!! As if I were obviously misguided and his explanation would change my mind? I stated to him again that I just don’t like it, and then moved on.
Fluff Talk Thursday
The Fluff Talk topic for this Thursday is dealing with stink. When I started using cloth diapers, I had no idea that odor could “stay” in the diapers, so that even when they smelled clean out of the wash, they would stink to high heaven as soon as Miss peed on them. And I mean STINK. Much more than the little bit of urine she put on them would warrant. Ew. I have definitely had this problem. I’ve also had the problem of diapers not smelling clean out of the wash. I’ve tried lots of things to deal with it, some that have worked, and some that haven’t.
Have Cloth, Will Travel
It’s been discussed on this blog at length how much we have traveled with Miss in her short little life so far. She has been in or through 11 different states, though MI probably doesn’t really count because we never left the airport. I am happy to say that I have kept her in cloth diapers through almost all of these travels since beginning my cloth adventure in June. Here’s what I have learned about using cloth while on the road:
I’m back!
We have been traveling again. We are still not at home, but I have at least arrived in a place where I have my computer and a good WiFi signal, so I’m thrilled to be back online. The start of this trip was a week and a half ago when Miss and I flew to sunny Florida for a family reunion. My hubby joined us the following day. The reunion was fun and I loved seeing so much family. Though the reunion was with my mom’s family, we also got to drive a few hours further south to visit with my dad’s side of the family. My hubby left Florida after the reunion to come to Missouri to hunt for deer, while Miss and I went to Kentucky to spend a week with my parents (who live in the boonies and are technologically challenged, hence the week of no internet). We had a great time in Kentucky. My mom and I had a surprise baby shower for my sister in law, which was so fun. She will be using cloth diapers for my niece, so I had a great time shopping for and giving her some fun cloth diapering stuff. Miss had a big week. She finally truly got the hang of crawling and pulling up, and now thinks she is ready to walk. She tries to push my hands off if I am holding her while she is standing up! She also got three more teeth, doubling the number of little munchers in her little mouth almost overnight.
Who Needs Toys??
I am continuously amazed at the way Miss loves to play with things that are not her toys. In fact, she often seems to prefer these random non-toy things over her well-researched and carefully selected baby toys. What types of things? Oh, her socks, that she repeatedly pulls off her feet in some sort of private lets-see-how crazy-I-can-make-my-mommy game. It’s not a big deal of course, except that it’s cold here, and I don’t want her little tootsies to get cold. So she pulls them off, chews on them for a bit, and then I put them back on. Round and round we go. Why don’t I just give her an extra sock to play with, you ask? Tried it. No good. I think it’s the act of pulling it off her foot that is part of the fun!
The Plague has Descended upon our Home
Okay, obviously not really the Plague. It’s not the dreaded H1N1 either. All right, it’s not even the good old seasonal flu (formerly known as just the plain old flu). Really it’s just your garden variety cold. And it hasn’t really descended upon our whole house. Just me. Well, that’s anticlimactic, eh? I have had the sneezing and stuffy/runny nose. I haven’t been able to sleep because my nose is stuffed up, always at least on one side. And I haven’t taken any cold medications because I’m breast feeding and don’t want 1. Any medications to pass to Miss and 2. My milk supply to decrease (apparently some of the decongestants can cause this). Feeling sorry for me yet??
Wordless Wednesday – Fluffy prints!
My Cloth Story, Part 3
So, I’ve told you how I came to love cloth (see My Cloth Story, Part 1 and My Cloth Story, Part 2). How I overcame my fear of things fluffy and jumped in with both feet to cover my Miss’s cheeks in nothing but snuggly softness. Well, I thought I’d round out the story by telling you where I am now in my cloth journey.
Diaper Swap
Here’s what I love about the stuff I got: The Tweedle Bugs is an OS diaper, so it will grow with Miss. I love the color and that it matches her new Leg Huggers. And, as you know if you’ve read any of my CD posts on here, I love pocket diapers!! They are absolutely my favorite. Miss seemed to like the diaper too. She at least felt comfortable in it. After she posed for the cute pic, she promptly proceeded to poo in it 🙂 So she didn’t get to wear it for long, but for the time she did have it on it fit great and didn’t leak. It is now clean again and waiting it’s turn in my stash to be worn again. The Leg Huggers are wonderful for several reasons. First of all, take a look at the photo, and you’ll see that they come all the way up to the bottom of the diaper. My Miss has super chunky thighs, and some other brands of baby leg warmers are too tight to fit all the way up her leg. That’s not a big deal during the summer, but it’s getting quite cold here, so I don’t want her to have half of her thigh hanging out when I put her in warmers. Plus I love the warmers because I’m getting more and more cute printed diapers, and I like to be able to show them off. And finally, the Leg Huggers are made from bamboo!! As I have mentioned on here before, I love me some bamboo. I haven’t yet tried the soap nuts (I got a bag of Rockin’ Green that I ordered right at the same time that this package came), but I’m quite intrigued by them and will be trying them with the next load of diaper wash (going in tonight). Also haven’t yet mixed up the wipes solution. Kelli sent me enough for two batches, but I still have some that I need to finish up before I mix more. Overall, I love the package. Thanks Kelli! Also thanks to Megan for organizing the whole thing. It was fun!