I have no idea how I got here. I just finished hand washing a load of cloth diapers for the first time. A few years ago it would have totally grossed me out. I would have felt like a servant or slave. Now, it feels like some weird badge of honor. Funny...I know. Leaning there over my bathtub, wearing a pair of rubber gloves, and swishing around the unthinkable. I felt fulfilled.
Our deep sink in the basement is clogged....again. The washing machine drains into the sink and without it laundry is impossible. So far all attempts at fixing it have been in vain. We can manage with what clothes we have for awhile. But, my daughter is in diapers.
That left me with some things to consider: I could have bought disposable diapers, or gone to the laundry mat, or let her go wild and free. Or I could wash them by hand. So I did. A few years ago I would have bought the disposables and never thought another thing of it. I don't know when I changed but, now I see things differently. I didn't have to buy disposables, I didn't have to go pay for a machine at the laundrymat, and I didn't have to let my daughters butt hang out for the world to see. I am free.
I am new at this. Compared to the people of this forum I don't know jack. But, I am learning. And the more I learn the more I want to learn.
Not so long ago I know I was a different person. That is why I am starting this journal. Because, I have no idea how I got here. To this place where I feel so happy and content doing things for my family. Where I don't have to spend money, I just have to spend some time. Where I have more fun in my own backyard then I would on any far away beach. Where laundry doesn't chase away my joy. It's sort of wild you know? All of this domesticity.
Our deep sink in the basement is clogged....again. The washing machine drains into the sink and without it laundry is impossible. So far all attempts at fixing it have been in vain. We can manage with what clothes we have for awhile. But, my daughter is in diapers.
That left me with some things to consider: I could have bought disposable diapers, or gone to the laundry mat, or let her go wild and free. Or I could wash them by hand. So I did. A few years ago I would have bought the disposables and never thought another thing of it. I don't know when I changed but, now I see things differently. I didn't have to buy disposables, I didn't have to go pay for a machine at the laundrymat, and I didn't have to let my daughters butt hang out for the world to see. I am free.
I am new at this. Compared to the people of this forum I don't know jack. But, I am learning. And the more I learn the more I want to learn.
Not so long ago I know I was a different person. That is why I am starting this journal. Because, I have no idea how I got here. To this place where I feel so happy and content doing things for my family. Where I don't have to spend money, I just have to spend some time. Where I have more fun in my own backyard then I would on any far away beach. Where laundry doesn't chase away my joy. It's sort of wild you know? All of this domesticity.