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To put potty training into perspective, my friend Alison created this lovely visual while we chatted on the phone. She’s got a 3 year old and an almost one year old, so that means a year’s-worth more of experience than I have. And while that doesn’t necessarily make her a potty training expert, I do trust and welcome her somewhat humourous advice. Well, humourous as long as her vision doesn’t come to fruition in my life…

Alison: So just picture this. It’s winter. You’ve just had a baby. Maybe you’ve had a c-section, maybe you haven’t but regardless you will be recovering, tired, and have two little tag-a-longs as your newest accessory. You’ve got some errands to run and are venturing out into the cold. You’ve finally gotten both kids and yourself, adequately bundled for the elements and buckled into their carseats when Niko says: “Mama I have to go pee”. But not only does he have to go pee, he does go pee. Right there. In his carseat and in his snowsuit. Now, you’re stuck with a peepee snowsuit and the prospect of trekking the kiddos back into the house, to fix this mess. Because accidents do happen.

And even once the mess is adequately cleaned, you’re still stuck with a peepee snowsuit and some errands to run. Did I mention that it’s -20 outside? Is this what you want for yourself? Seriously? Really? Don’t train him in the winter or before the baby comes. Because you know what? Once he sees that little baby getting her diaper changed, he’s going to regress and want the same attention for himself. Do you hear what I’m saying?

Me: Uh huh…

Alison: Geesh. I’m opinionated hey?

Me: …

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Ok, so point taken again. No I do not want a winter of peepee snowsuits. Maybe waiting until the Spring for serious potty training will be more doable. Afterall no groom ever walked down the aisle in a diaper, right?


When Borys and I had Niko we rescinded ourselves to using cloth diapers. There were many factors leading to this decision: it seems better for the environment, overall ends up being less expensive, and my sister supplied us with most of the cloth diapers and wraps that she used. So it was both an eco-friendly and eco-nomical choice all around. And truth be told, the cloth diapers have worked out quite nicely for us over the last eight months. Once we got used to them and got into the routine of using them, it’s been totally fine. That is, until we take a break from the cloth.

This (welcomed?) break has come twice: once when Niko and I went to Halifax last winter, and just this past weekend when we visited my sister and her family. The reason for the break is that the thought of doing cloth diapering at someone else’s house is something I can’t quite wrap my head around. And both times that I’ve taken a cloth diaper vacation, I’ve quite liked the convenience of disposables! They are SO easy! Despite the high pressured hose attachment on our toilet, the convenience of disposables makes me sort of want to rethink my commitment to the duo-eco reason I started using cloth in the first place…


What I learned today:

1) Always keep extra wipes in the car, as you never know when you may want them.

2) And when I don’t have wipes? (Or even if I do…) Keep this mantra in mind: He’s building his immunities.

Sometimes I wonder why it’s so hard to say things to certain people. Here’s the situation…

Niko was in need of some new cloth diapers. There’s a shop in Ottawa that supplies them, so we made our way there this afternoon. I parked close to the shop and seeing as there are few steps upon entering, I left my stroller in the car and hauled my not so little babe in, in his car seat.

When we got into the store the clerk was on the phone, another customer had a bawling newborn and there were two toddlers roaming around barefoot. The clerk told me she would help me in a minute, but actually another clerk showed up instead. Niko was acting a little fussy, so I was asking questions about the diapers while rocking his car seat at my feet. At one point I stopped rocking it, got into a convo with the clerk and when I  looked down again Niko was being invaded by one curious little toddler (a girl of about three). She had crept up quietly and was intently looking at the little guy, crouched just a few inches from his face. I didn’t even know where she came from, but smiled and told her his name was Niko. Then her sister showed up, probably about two years old, and they were both gazing in at little Niko.

Meanwhile, the clerk continued to help me while the other one still gabbed on the phone, with a customer I think (hope). By this point I was only half listening as I also wanted to supervise what was going on underfoot. The little girls ended up touching his toys and holding his hands, to which I responded in the nicest voice I could muster, “Please don’t touch his hands, because he puts them in his mouth.” All I was really thinking was, “Who the heck is their mother and where is she?” The girls continued to fondle Niko and I continued to get internally annoyed while staying outwardly calm and trying to tell them nicely to back off. After about five min. their mom finally came over, she was the other clerk in the store, and she was still on the phone, but she grabbed the girls’ arms and pulled them away. However this did nothing to deter them from continually creeping up. I was getting increasingly annoyed, and the clerk that was helping me, well it was her first day, so she was just learning and really slow at the whole sales process!

By the time I left I was livid (maybe I was overreacting, but that’s just how I felt). Why were this woman’s kids touching my baby? (Well, because they were curious and it’s natural!) But more to the point, why was this woman at work with her kids and why wasn’t she getting them away from my baby?!

When I left the store I called Borys to vent my frustrations, and while he was a willing ear he also gently reminded me that we can’t shield him from everything. True, true. But I was still annoyed and wondering why I didn’t speak up, again? I mean babies can’t speak up for themselves, so the parents are left to do it. I just didn’t know what to say, or how to tell this lady to keep her kids off. I was just there trying to learn about cloth diapers (and trust me there’s A LOT to learn – a million options to be exact!), and while I was trying to learn I ended up being super distracted by these little urchins fondling my baby, not to mention leaning all over his car seat.

Am I overreacting? I know he needs to build his immunities, but I was there (with limited time) as a paying customer not for a play date!

Note: Today I left my condo, for the first time without a diaper bag. I pretty much know Niko’s routine now and I figured we were safe to leave the house without this cumbersome accessory. But you know what? I would have loved to have some wipes in my car post store visit. Seeing as I had no diaper bag, I had no wipes. On the way home I stopped at Shoppers and bought a supply for the car. They are now in my car awaiting any future hiccups, that will inevitably occur.

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Since our trip to Halifax I have been contemplating starting Baby N on rice cereal. My doctor said anywhere between four and six months is an acceptable time to start, and Niko is over five months at this point. Of all the solids, they say rice cereal is the one to start with. The reason I have been thinking about it is because I think it may help him sleep a little longer at night. While my floors are not really looking forward to the impending slosh of rice cereal that may end up on them, I console them with the fact that we do have a living, breathing, panting, barking, self-pick up vacuum living right here with us, so perhaps the mess won’t be too bad. But more to the point: am I ready for the rice cereal adventure and all that follows with it? I have been thinking about rice cereal for the last month and have done nothing more than think about it, so if my pattern continues Niko will probably be six months before he actually tries it.

While I was pregnant Borys and I decided we wanted to go the cloth diaper route, but at the same time did not want to put too much pressure on ourselves to say this is the way we were going for sure: we wanted to try it out first and then make our final decision, and so far we love using them (perhaps it is the high pressured hose we have attached to our toilet that helps with the cleaning that doesn’t make it so bad…). Anyway, once Niko starts on solids we are going to be revisiting the merits of cloth diapering. From what I’ve heard, solids brings a whole new ballgame to the arena of diapering, so time will tell if we want to stick with them or not.


Arrived safely in Halifax? Check!

Proud of myself for making this journey (including a stopover), with a baby and both of us ending up in tact? Check!

Is the title of this blog entry a bit of an exaggeration? Check!

Sometimes I am left wondering why I pack so much extra stuff for the baby – you know that staff for the “what if” scenarios. Well, yesterday I finally got good use of the “what if” stuff that had always been packed and never really used, when I ended up busting out the extra outfit for Niko in the Toronto airport. I was always warned about changing little boys’ diapers, and the possibility of an impending arched fountain or waterfall that may occur mid diaper change, and yesterday I experienced this full on in the comfort of the bustling public bathroom at Pearson International. Can you say joy? But like I said that “what if” outfit came in mighty handy! And once I got him changed we were good to go for the next leg of our journey.


DiaperDid you ever have one of those mornings, where the “under bed” (actually advertised as “under bed”) storage bins you bought for your maternity clothes, don’t actually fit under your bed? Did you ever have one of those mornings where your baby has really bad gas so you pop him over your shoulder and stand up only to have him spit up all down your back and onto the floor (not to mention all over himself)? Did you ever have one of those mornings where you just changed your baby’s diaper, only to have him go poop again, and his diaper leaks onto the pillow he’s sitting on and his clothes, which also leads the poo to get onto your arm and your pants? Welcome to my morning!

But, there is nothing like adversity (and coffee) to inspire me to actually get things done.   I feel better having accomplished things, so in the face of a pooped on pillow, a spit-upped on back, and “under bed” bins, that don’t actually fit under the bed, I have gone on to accomplish great things!

  1. Found alternate place to store the bins and maternity clothes – check!
  2. Folded and put away cloth diapers – check!
  3. Washed and put away two loads of laundry – check!
  4. Cleaned kitchen and sanitized baby bottles – check!
  5. Shower – pending…

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