When I made my latest cloth diaper purchase (thank you, Kerri at Cozy Bums for your continued assistance in enabling me), one of my friends suggested that it was time for Hoarders rules to come into effect. No more buying cloth diapers unless I get rid of an equal number.
I tried that. I really did. I managed to get rid of… six diapers since my friend made that suggestion. But now I’m just down to a cloth diaper stash of things that make me happy and are fun to use. I have determined that I’m perfectly okay with being a cloth diaper addict. It’s a harmless addiction that makes me happy. It’s an addiction that I can at least recoup the money from when my kids are done using them.
And, really, I’m not a cloth diaper addict in denial. I know that in two years, I’ll hopefully be done with using cloth diapers altogether. Okay, three years at the extreme most. While, yes, I do have a hard time with parting with perfectly functional diapers that I enjoy using and my husband will also use, I’m okay with getting rid of diapers that I don’t love. I’m even working on being okay with giving away diapers that need repairs (and I don’t sew) to Cloth for a Cause so that other people who want to become cloth diaper addicts but don’t have the financial means to do so right away can get their start. I’m certainly good with the idea of it, anyway.
This is what Eudora’s stash currently looks like. (Mind you, this is just Eudora’s cloth diaper stash. Norton has his own. And diapers that neither kid use that are up for sale or repair are stored elsewhere, along with fitted diapers because the husband doesn’t understand them.) What do you think? Addict or hoarder?
What does your cloth diaper stash look like?