I used to be on fire about cloth diapers! I still am, but not nearly the way I was in the beginning. I remember taking my little one shopping. I would purposefully hand him a cloth diaper while he sat in the shopping cart. You know, a toy for him to play with. Of course, the diaper kept him entertained, even though we had toys for that. My goal was to get a stranger to notice. As we lingered in the baby aisles of our local Target or Walmart, I would talk to him about his diapers in hopes that someone would hear and strike up a conversation about my adorable cloth diapers. Of course, no one ever did. And I was never brave enough to walk up to a mom shopping for disposable diapers.
I've been cloth diapering for over a year and half now. I have to admit, if someone were to ask, I would be thrilled and talk to them for as long as they could listen about my cloth, but I'm not nearly as vocal or focused as I used to be. I've stopped (for the most part) sharing on my personal Facebook page about cloth diapers. I was that annoying person that wouldn't stop talking about their passion.
I no longer give my child diapers to play with in the store. He'd probably throw them out of the cart anyway. I don't even talk to him about his diapers while we're out. On the rare occasion I have to change his diaper in a public restroom, I do hope that some other mom would notice, but they never do. My friends all know I cloth diaper and a few have even reached out to me on their own for guidance. Hooray!
But, I couldn't stop thinking about my cloth diapers while on a childless weekend getaway with my husband. It was our first overnight trip away from our toddler. I was nervous to leave my little one behind, but excited for some alone time with my husband. We left our son (and our cloth diapers) in the care of my parents and headed a few hours away. We had a great day together and ended the evening at a dinner date.
While we were waiting for our table, I spotted a young mom feeding her baby homemade baby food from a Baby Bullet jar. The wheels in my head began to turn, "Hmm, she makes her own baby food! I wonder if she cloth diapers!" I even said this to my husband. He just rolled his eyes and laughed. Then the mom got her baby out of the baby carrier and I spotted an amber teething necklace. Ding, ding, ding! She knows about amber necklaces! Surely this mom uses cloth diapers! I mentioned it again to my husband. He then informed me that I was talking louder than I thought and that I was probably creeping this lady out.
I wasn't brave enough to approach the mom and we were called to our table. I thought I would never know. I guessed that maybe she did. We were visiting a town that is known for "crunchy" types of people. On the way to the car, I got my answer. There, on the back bumper of their car was a dirty disposable diaper. I was so bummed! She made her own baby food! She used an amber teething necklace! Surely she cloth diapered! Maybe I'll give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe her little one had a rash that required a special cream. Maybe they were out of clean cloth diapers. Maybe.
I'm Jenny, the mama behind the blog Cloth Diaper Revival. I'm a stay at home mom to Noah and a wife to Chas, the cloth diapering dad. I used to be a 3rd grade teacher until I was blessed with the birth of my first child, Noah. I'm currently trying to conceive my second child while struggling with infertility due to PCOS.