I have been told recently that I am "Obnoxiously and wonderfully non-traditional". This was said with great affection- because being weird is charming and cute. This was also said in reference to two things: that I have not taken my husband's last name, and that I'm Doing Cloth Diapers.
Unlikely bed mates, I thought...
But let me just say that I don't put much energy into being so Anti-establishment. Most of this obnoxious behavior is just my way of avoiding what I find (for me) to be counter-intuitive. Counter-culture to avoid counter-intuitive. (I'm making this up as I go.)
I am not using cloth diapers because it is "normal" to use disposables. I also don't think that disposables are evil (although I often remind Matt when recyclable items end up in the trash can that I just don't want to live on a landfill when we're old). I use them because they are so stinkin' cheap. That's right- I am the cheapest gal this side of the Mississippi. The cost of cloth can be as little as 10% of the cost of disposables for one baby from birth through potty training- and that is if you are purchasing new. Let's face it- disposables just aren't in the budget! I am also fortunate that my mom used cloth, I changed my brother's diapers, and I therefore am luckily Not Afraid.
I am interested, when I'm in the mood, in what looks is so non-traditional from the outside. I mean- is anyone really surprised?
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