Can you believe it? The Ellis house is diaper free!
Clearly, I didn't have much foresight when I came up with the name for my blog.. But, in my defense, I started this blog when my oldest was still in diapers. And, with at least one other child in the plans, it seemed as if diapers would be a permanent part of motherhood... I never imagined that I would stick with blogging... But here we are, over five years later...
Oh wait... let me answer the questions I just raised when I said "at least".. As far as planning goes.. We're done.. Though we have not taken official steps to take care of this.. I'm not sure I want to take votes on what should be done about this issue. However, if your opinion is that my husband should take care of this matter since I birthed the babies, I know he'd be thoroughly stoked to hear your thoughts. Anyway, Emma and Chloe have made it clear that they don't want a baby brother. If we could have stuck another one in the middle of Emma and Chloe, we might have gone for three.. But, they are getting to ages where we're really being able to do some fun things with them.. And I think we're happy where we are... Plus, I'm really nervous about the thought of being outnumbered anyway.
Anyway, despite my refusal to admit that Chloe was old enough to be potty trained, the kid succeeded in potty training herself.. So I waited until we were officially totally out of diapers, even at night, because I didn't want to have to change my blog name.. I know, lame.. But, my clever friend Jay came up with a solution that wouldn't rock my little mommy world too much. And who knows, maybe I'll keep this long enough to take that "after" back off when I have grand babies.. It'll be here before we know it!
So to those mommies out there who are up to their elbows in baby poop... It really does "pass". Pun intended.. And despite what people who have clearly forgotten what it was like to be covered poop say... You might miss the sweet, sweet diaper days when you hung the moon and they didn't have the ability to talk back.. But, YOU WILL NOT MISS THE POOP...
Blessings,
Dana
