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Okay, so I'm exaggerating. But maybe not by a whole lot.

We cloth-diaper. I know, I know.

And we're getting kind of behind.

 The way the whole thing works is this: you order lots of cloth diapers. We got ours from Nicki's Diapers. Then you order lots of snappy things and plastic shells to fit over them. Then you get your dear friends from college who are also insane to show you how to put everything together. Check, check, check, oh, and check.

Then, if you live in Merced and there's no diaper service, you prepare to do laundry. Lots and lots and lots of laundry.

And it never ends.

Especially if you attempt to dry the diapers by hanging them from a line you've put across your backyard. Which, of course, we have, because, well, we're like that. We're trying really hard to be eco-conscious. Mostly, we're becoming more and more conscious of new ways we could improve if we did a lot more work.

I'm being bitter, though. Actually, a part of me really likes cloth diapering. There's less garbage. You're in control. It feels like the right thing to do, and the diapers are soft and can be reused indefinitely. (..."And we're fighting on the planet's side!" Yeah!)

But today I'm behind on everything (so I'm writing a blog in order to... oh... feel productive?) and I gave up the farm, drove to Target, and bought a huge box of disposable diapers. (We do use those when we're traveling... we're not perfect, by any stretch, obviously.)

On the way there, I felt guilty for driving and not walking, and then guilty for buying the disposables. Then I felt guilty for wasting my son's valuable youth feeling guilty. Guilt, guilt, guilt. (As my mom would say: "boring!" And she's right.) But, getting back to the diapers, on the plus side, we'll never run out because they'll last until he's 27 pounds, and I do plan to get back on the cloth wagon when my husband gets home from work.

I'm telling you, I can quit the disposables anytime I want to.

And, actually, the irony of the whole thing is that sometimes when I'm feeling particularly inadequate, I'm sure Baby J is going to grow up and become the CEO of an oil company or something.

But then, at least, we'll be rich.