Not Only a Mom

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It’s a Simple Thing

I can’t understand my husband V’s difficulties with diapers. We use a lot of prefolds and wool covers, a little bit of folding is involved, but we aren’t talking Origami here. No pinning is even required now, as in between SW and RM some clever person invented the Snappi. You take the diaper, fold up a rectangle the size of the cover, put the diaper on the cover, put the baby on the diaper, hook with the snappi. What is the great challenge?

I gave up after being soaked by the baby girl on my lap after V did the diaper changes one too many times. I bought some used All-In-Ones from a friend. Super simple, put her on the diaper, hook the velcro.

Problem one: V forgets the AIO’s are even there. I don’t use them, I save them just for him. They are on the first shelf of the changing table, right in front. This morning, he comes out with the naked baby waving a diaper in the air and completely frustrated. “Get the All-In-One, I bought them just for you,” I said. “Oh yeah,” he answers.

Problem two: The concept of stretching things a little bit to get a snug fit completely escapes him. He hooks them in such a way that they barely hold on, and often slip completely off now that she’s mobile.

I think I’ll make a little sign to put over the changing table:

Daddy:

Use the AIO’s

Make the tabs meet in the middle
so they don’t fall off and
embarrass me in public.

Lots of love,

Your Daughter

Think it will help? Maybe I need to make him hold her on his lap for an hour every time he changes her diaper. Then make him clean the spots on the carpet. And do the extra laundry from when she soaks and extra set of clothes.

It probably would be easier to just do all the diaper changes myself. I really believe that’s his goal though. The playing dumb is just that: playing.

I have you figured out V. It won’t work. You still have to do diaper changes. You won after you killed my umteenth vacuum, I don’t make you do that anymore. You won on the laundry after you shrunk yet another load of my clothes, I don’t make you do that anymore either. You won’t win on the diapers. I promise, I can outlast you this time.

September 6th, 2006 Posted by Tracy | This "Is" My Life, Family | no comments

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