I live in it, sleep in it, eat in it—my living room, that is. (Well, and these jeans.) Haven’t quite figured out how to poop in it or I would probably do that too. (In the living room, NOT in the jeans.) The computer doesn’t really come on, there is no live coverage t.v. of news events, and I don’t go anywhere unless it’s a baby doctor appointment. The entire street could catch on fire and I wouldn’t notice.
Nothing is important anymore except whether she eats, poops and sleeps or whether her father and I eat, poop,and sleep. That’s what life has come down to– the basics. New priorities, huh?
So, speaking of pooping…
This is what my kitchen often looks like.
I had the drying racks outside on the back porch but it grew cold so I brought them in. Then it turned warm again but by this point, guess who was too pooped to place them back? It might take me an entire 5 minutes. But that’s too much time. That’s time that could be used to pump milk or 5 more minutes of sleep.
We originally used these kitty litter containers to collect coffee grounds from the local coffee shop.
The grounds were then deposited into the compost…..for the garden I once spent hours attending to . And now…..they hold poopy and pee-laden diapers. These things are wonderful. The lids keep in any smell and they are super easy to wash out once they’ve been dumped in the washing machine. Zero waste! Yay!
The cloth diapers are MUCH easier than anticipated. I’ll go into that and share the fun of cloth in a future post!
But with a face like this….you know there’s more fun in store!
P.S. The suggested tags for this post were: living room, litter box, health, sleep disorders, conditions and diseases, United States, organizations, research, shopping, coffee grounds, Christmas time and…. Jesus……seriously. I love randomness.