I QUIT

I am not exaggerating: I absolutely love 98% of motherhood. Seriously. When he's crying, when I'm tired, when I haven't showered in 2 days, when I'm covered in spit-up at 4am, when I get peed on while changing a diaper at the zoo, I still know how lucky I am to be able to have this little guy. Being covered in his pee is so much better than not having him. Reid is a remarkably easy baby, I realize, but I'm doing my fair share of work and sacrifice too.

So what's the 2%, you ask? Those stupid (insert words I won't say in front of a baby) cloth diapers.

The pee smell never seems to leave them, no matter how many times I soak and wash them with baking soda and vinegar. Then I have to dry them twice because they hold onto water and if I don't, they smell like damp, musty laundry. But see, that absorbency doesn't seem to work with the actual pee because I have already been through 2 (really cute!) outfits today due to leaks. Reid is 2 months old and change. One day, he will refuse to bathe or will roll around with Caffrey (or stand in the same room with Jesse) and he'll be the Smelly Kid on his own. He shouldn't have to be the Smelly Kid now when he has no choice in the matter.

I've tried everything I can think of, and everything I've read online to make these problems disappear and they just don't. And I dread the diapering part of my day. And I loathe the diaper laundering part of my day.

So, I quit. I'll use the Seventh Generation diapers, which are chemical-free, and that will be that.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a diaper to go change.