My husband was all for cloth diapering, mostly because he’s just as much of a cheapskate as I am. Keep in mind that he had NEVER changed a diaper. EVER. I think that helped. Of course, he was even more in favor of potty-training from Day One, but that’s another story.
We started out with a few bumGenius AIO and one One-Size, plus an odd assortment of used fitteds (Snap-to-Fit along with some others) and covers (Bummis) that we found locally. I quickly gravitated to the all-in-ones, loving the ease of changing, while he preferred (still does!) the fitteds with a cover. I think he liked the plain white, and of course I loved the cute colors.
Recently my daughter had a bout with diarrhea, and it was my husband’s (self)-assigned task to rinse out the poopy diapers. Yuck. I was so incredibly grateful, as a pregnant stomach just cannot tolerate some things. Though he complained, he very sweetly took every last diaper out in the woods (yes, seriously) and hosed them all down. Did I mention he was a country boy? No fancy indoor sprayers for us, thank you very much. But however he did it, those diapers got clean, and I’m so thankful. (And I wish I had a picture of him with the hose, just to prove it to you).
All that said, yes, I do the bulk of the cloth diapering around here, but it wouldn’t have been nearly such an awesome journey without the support — and selfless help! — of my sweet husband. Go daddy diapering!
Audrey is married to a Marine who actually helps with cloth diapers, mothers a 17-month-old baby girl who wears them, and can’t wait to meet the newest addition in November who will help her try out some new brands. She also blogs at www.trugars.com, creating a platform for older women to share their wisdom with those of us who just aren’t there yet.