|My son, Hank and I comfortable on the plane.|
I am not going to lie, I was not in love with the idea of cloth diapers at first. Of all people, my husband was the biggest advocate. I am a stay at home mom, and he saw cloth as a major cost savings. So I took the plunge. Ah, maybe that’s not right. I dipped my toe into cloth. I decided to go with a pack of the least expensive all in ones I could find. I figured I would only do it during the day and only at home. I didn’t even buy a wet bag. As time went on, and I got more comfortable, I started taking them out with me to my mommy group meetings at my friend’s houses. I figured that was nearly home, and I carried a zip lock that occasionally got replaced to act as a wet bag. Then I realized that wasn’t too bad. I bought more cloth. I discovered my love of bum genius, flip and econobum. I also bought a real wet bag.
Fast forward a few more months, and my love of cloth had grown. I went to full time, added more brands, and started reading blogs about cloth diapers. My son really seemed to prefer them too- I can’t blame him- I know I hate the feeling of those paper momma diapers. My husband and I went away over night for the first time- to a friend’s house, and I did it. All cloth. That wasn’t a huge deal though. I brought more than enough clean diapers with me, my two wet bags and a couple zip locks in case I ran out of room (which I did). Easy peasy, I didn’t have to wash anything, just dump the solids in the toilet and wash the rest when I got home. I was so proud of myself.
Then my grandpa called. He wanted my son, my mom and myself to go visit him in Florida. This would involve an airplane ride, the three of us staying in one room for a week and being away from my washing machine. My mom immediately said that there would be no way for me to cloth diaper, she did not want me to put my nasty diapers in my step grandmother’s washing machine. I reluctantly agreed. It was two months out and I had not used a single disposable in the three months prior. I sulked and complained about it all the way to a week before our trip. To my surprise, my mother called my step grandmother to see if she would mind me using and washing my cloth diapers. She had absolutely no problem with it. My mom agreed to be on board as long as I used disposable on the plane. I agreed to the compromise. My biggest issue with this trip and cloth diapering was the amount, specifically the weight, of my beloved diapers. I have never been known as a light packer, and add in that I was bringing an 11 month old to a completely unchildproofed house with no toys, high chairs or pack and plays meant that I would be hurting for space. I had to be selective about what diapers to take with me. I ended up with 3 pocket diapers, for when we were out and about, three of the flip stay dry inserts, ten econobum prefolds, and six covers. I very much splurged on the number of covers because they are light weight. I ended up not taking detergent with me due to weight restrictions. I regretted this when I saw the perfumed detergent my grandparents used. Because of this I tried not to use much microfiber when I was there- it seems to retain the perfume smell. Those prefolds might be a bit more bulky, but they are the most forgiving on wash day. My step grandmother was hugely impressed at how far cloth diapers have come, and my mother also discovered that cloth was no big deal. On the plane ride home, we used cloth. Mission accomplished.
Riding high on my successfully taking an 11 month old on a real trip, my husband and I decided to have the whole family go with him on his business trip to San Francisco. We would be in a hotel in the middle of the city for a week. We would be cozy, but this would be one of my only opportunities to visit with one of my friends (also a new mom) who lived an hour away. I had only used the couple of disposable diapers on the plane to Florida. This was a different game though. There was no washing machine, and hotel washing service was very expensive. Finding a laundromat close to the hotel was an option, but I didn’t really want to spend two hours of my site seeing time there. I could use hybrid inserts, and bless you those who do, but they just weren’t for us. I read the blogs and finally found what worked for me: flats. The blogs recommended them for people camping. They were supposed to wash very easily, and dry fast. I looked up a youtube video on how to fold them, and realized after practicing with a towel that I could do it. I ordered a dozen and a snappi. It was about the same cost as a pack of disposable diapers, so I figured if it worked at least that money would not be down the drain. I figured I would do my best with hand washing and possibly use my friend’s washing machine or a laundromat for a day to get them really clean midtrip. My friends and family began betting on how long I would be in California before I bought disposable diapers.
|My flats hanging to dry in the hotel shower. I wondered what the cleaning ladies must have thought!|
I had learned a lot about traveling with babies since my last trip. I did know that the airline would fly my car seat and stroller for free, but did you know they will also take the pack and play for free? Not that I needed one this time- the hotel had one. I had also found a car seat bag at a consignment sale. Reading the cloth diaper blogs, I found what was probably an obvious solution to my packing problem: put the cloth diapers in the bag with the car seat. I am still not totally sure this is allowed, but no one made any sort of issue of it. I called the hotel hoping to get a drying rack. They said there was a line in the shower for that purpose. I ended up packing my dozen flats, the snappi, four prefolds, five covers, three pockets, and a roll of disposable liners. The liners were bought in the beginning when I wasn’t quite sure if I could cloth diaper. I used a few, and then realized that my breast fed baby’s poop was no match for my washing machine and stopped using them. Honestly they had gone in my son’s closet and I hadn’t thought of them in awhile. I figured since I already had them, they might make the hand washing easier.
I used two prefolds and then a pocket on my five hour flight. Space was limited and I had decided that the flats would be more difficult to change. The flight was like a normal day out- take a diaper out of the bag, put it in the wet bag. Once we landed and went to the hotel, I thought the best way to set myself up for success was to have everything organized and ready to go. I pulled out my flats, and folded them and put a liner in so they would be ready to go. I put my big wet bag under the sink in the bathroom, and the small container of detergent by the bath tub. I then went to bed- jet lag and toddlers are a rough combination!
The next day, I went about my business as normal. We went to breakfast and did a quick survey of what was around us before we returned to the hotel for my son to take a nap. I had decided that this would probably be the best time to wash.
My wash routine took a few days to get perfect, but this is what I ended up with:
- Make sure all solids are completely out. Rinse diapers in cold as you unfold them under the faucet. Squeeze water through as you do this. Pile at other end of tub.
- Turn water to as hot as it goes. Put a tiny bit of detergent into tub, directly below faucet. Fill tub until diapers are floating, then turn off water and let them soak for 10 minutes.
- Agitate the water. Basically swish the water around making it move through the fibers of your diapers. Do this for about 2 minutes. Allow to soak for 5 more minutes.
- Rinse everything well and ring every bit of water out of them that you can. This step is very important.
- Hang to dry.
So I guess the moral of the story is, you can do this. You might be on the road, but cloth diapering is still not that hard, and in my opinion, well worth it. My son was as comfortable in his cloth diapers while we were away as he was at home. I also have to say I am proud of myself. I know if I am ever in a situation where I do not have access to a washing machine or drier, I can make it by. Me- the woman who was not going to cloth diaper because it seemed like too much trouble.