The diaper service that breezed me through diapering my first two babies does not exist in our city anymore. So I was planning to just buy cloth diapers and rubber pants and Snappis, the same system I had used before and so much less taxing to me than trying to make heads and tails out of the newfangled diapers out there.
Out of the blue, a very kind reader and fellow blogger emailed me to ask if I'd like to have a pile of diapers that she was done with. Her timing was perfect, and when the big box of diapers came, she had handily introduced me to several diaper systems and when I could hold the diapers in my hand, I didn't feel confused at all. Thank you, dear Madame, for your generous gift.
I love how all the baby stuff is passed around to the new mamas who pass it on again - seems like the last vestige of the generous support and sharing small communities used to enjoy. We can be so disconnected and independent of our neighbors and families now, but the way these baby things make the rounds speaks of such practicality and hope to me.
I'm cutting up whatever knit fabric I can get my hands on to make wipes. My original blog post discussing wipes is here, from when Ben was two. Good grief.