WFMW: Ending Nighttime Diaper Leaks

We are a disposable diaper family.  More specifically, we are a Pampers family.  Both of our girls wore Pampers Swaddlers as infants and moved up to Pampers Cruisers.  And, disposable diapers have worked really well for us.  Except at night. 

Nighttime solution for The Big Cheese

They worked really well for The Big Cheese until she was almost 2, and then, she started waking up every morning with both wet sheets and wet pants.  During the day, she never had any leaks, so we sought out something just for nighttime.  We discovered Pampers Extra Protection.  They are wonderful!  They are like regular Pampers diapers, but they are more absorbent.  Even the characters on the diapers are sleeping or wearing pajamas.

The Bugster started leaking at nighttime at closer to a year.  I immediately went to the store for some Extra Protection diapers –only to find out the smallest size is a 4.  The Bugster only wears a Size 3.  So, we decided to put her in a regualr Size 4 diaper at night.  It’s bigger by just enough to be absorbent throughout the night without too much extra bulk.

Two different solutions, and they both led to dry nights.  Now, THAT works for me!

Works-For-Me Wednesday


This week’s Spin Cycle topic is laughter, so here is a list of things I think are funny:

  • The Princess Bride (No more rhymes now, I mean it! Anybody want a peanut?)
  • Airplane (We have clearance, Clarence. Roger, Roger. What’s our vector, Victor?)
  • This clean joke: So there were two muffins in an oven, and one muffin turns to the other and says, “Wow, it’s hot in here!” and the other muffin says, “OH MY GOD, IT’S A TALKING MUFFIN!!!”
  • The book Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris. Pure genius.
  • These television shows: Flight of the Conchords, Arrested Development, Futurama.

And this:

I am such a child.

A Visit to a Build-A-Bear Workshop

Our New Jedi Bear

I never really entertained the idea of visiting a Build-A-Bear Workshop because I figured it was all just a pricey gimmick. And it kind of is. But on this occasion Rocky, hubby and I were walking by one of the stores and saw a sign announcing the new Star Wars line. It also happened to be my birthday and Rocky decided it would be a great gift for him/me.

It took me a few minutes to figure out what was what but basically you pick an unstuffed body and go from there. The official Star Wars bear body (meaning it says Star Wars on the foot) cost $22 without any accessories. We weren’t concerned about the logo so we picked a plain brown bear for $12. Rocky got to help stuff the bear using a cool machine and inserted a little heart. I selected a little music box to place inside the hand that played the Star Wars theme, realizing too late that this cost extra ($6). Our Jedi bear was sewn and then we picked his outfit (another $15), registered him and received an official birth certificate. I decided to forego the little boots (still debating whether to go back and get them) so the total cost was about $36.

In hindsight I’m thinking I should’ve just bought the outfit to fit on one of our existing stuffed animals. But it was fun to go through the whole process just this once. If you are thinking of trying it, go for the less expensive bear bodies and spend on the outfits instead. Aside from the Star Wars stuff, the holiday wear is really cute and the sports bears (pick your favorite team) make a fun gift even for an adult. I also thought the military bears were a great idea for anyone with a relative in the armed forces. For a small fee you can create a sound box with a 10 second recording of your voice to put inside the bear. Very comforting if you have to be away from a loved one for any period of time.

If you don’t have a store nearby, you can peruse and order any of their products online at

***The Gen X Moms are no longer writing as a group (too many scheduling conflicts) but you can continue reading about my adventures with Rocky on my new blog at:

Silent Sundays

Conveniently Green: Cleaning Your Microwave

Okay, I’ll admit it–my microwave gets pretty nasty. I know I should invest in one of those splatter screens or whatever, but things boil over, blah blah blah MESS. Don’t judge me.

Don't judge me by the state of my microwave! Judge me by the state of the rest of my house!

Back in the day, I cleaned my microwave with a Clorox wipe. It got the gunk out and disinfected, but then I realized, why do I need to disinfect the walls of my microwave? It’s not like I scrape food off of the wall of the microwave and stick it back in the bowl because food is expensive and there are starving children in third world countries who would love to have my microwave-wall droppings. So let’s do better, right?

I love cleaning my microwave with plain old water. That’s right–water. Over on Practically Green, one of their action items is Clean Your Microwave Without Using Any Chemicals (catchy title or what???) and hey, I get Practically Green points so I might as well clean out the microwave, right? Or something.

Anyway, take a measuring cup or bowl of water, stick a lemon in there (where available), nuke that thing until it boils for a while, and then the moisture melts off the gunk and you can wipe it away with a damp towel or washcloth. No kidding–just wipe it all away.

These lemons aren't ripe but I used them anyway. Ha.

We have a couple of lemon trees. I grabbed two smaller, unripe lemons from the smaller tree and they worked just fine. The lemon in the water adds a pleasant scent. But if you don’t happen to have a lemon onhand that you aren’t using, for goodness sake, don’t go out and buy one. Plain old water works the same way.

Bonus tip! Throw those lemons into the garbage disposal and grind them up. They’ll make your sink smell lovely.

Clean your microwave with water! Conveniently Green: Just a little bit less.

That's better

To Facebook or Not to Facebook

My best friend in Canada bugged me for years about joining facebook. Apparently it caught on in Canada before it got big here. I never really got the point since not that many people I knew were on it. Then one day I was urged to revisit it by another friend. Low and behold there were several people I knew on it. When did they show up? Out of curiosity to view other people’s profiles I set one up, friended one person and, seriously, within the hour, three other friends popped up. How did they find out so quickly? So much for lying low…

It has been a couple of years now and I still have mixed feelings about facebook.

First, the good. I am an introvert with loner tendencies. Facebook helps me stay plugged in with others in a way that e-mail never did. Especially ones who aren’t near. The sharing of photos, the knowledge that someone I care about is doing well, or not so well, prompts me to take action. They, in turn can see what I’m up to, watch my kid grow up (at least in photos) and can encourage or support me with just a simple “like” comment. It’s nice to know someone is hearing you.

Here’s the bad. Safety can be compromised. If you don’t learn all you can about how to use the privacy system, your identity can be at risk. Fortunately, there are some steps you can take rather than abandon the whole thing:

  • Never put the year of your birth on there, say the cops.
  • Don’t list your current city.
  • If you don’t want strangers viewing pictures of your kids (perverts are out there), make sure you choose the “friends only” option on all your photos.
  • Try not to list your kids’ names. This one is tough because you get tagged in photos where you can‘t control if the name is listed. Also, people who write on your wall tend to use the child’s name when talking about him/her. I don’t want to walk on eggshells about this so I let that one go but don’t list his name on my profile.

Beyond safety issues, there are facebook etiquette issues. You may agree to friend someone and discover too late that she is a serial poster. Do you pretend to care what this person eats for breakfast every day or risk the friendship altogether by clicking “ignore” or unfriending? Perhaps there are some relationships you wish to keep separate from your fb ones. Like relatives. Or old friend’s mothers. The crazy aunt that no one talks to because, well, she’s a little loca. How to get around this one without hurting someone’s feelings? I’ve heard there is a way to separate family and friends or co-workers but I haven’t quite figured that one out yet. I’ve also been on the receiving end when requesting so called friends who confirmed me and then never said a word to me. They gave me the privilege to look into their world but never gave a damn about mine. I, too, have been guilty of this. In this instance, better to just say no and get it over with. What about ex co-workers you barely knew? If they keep the comments coming, should you then take an interest in them? It’s a strange world. Speaking of which, did anyone see the South Park episode where facebook was featured? It’s hilarious. Facebook is definately not a good thing for our youth as far as socialization skills go.

I’ve decided to stick around for a while and we’ll see what happens. I won’t be posting my every move but I can keep track of my, let’s see, 72 friends! Clearly, I am not aiming for numbers. Baby steps. Oh and another plus is the birthday wishes you get because your date pops up on others’ screens to remind them.

WANTED: Patience

As I prepared to sit down and write today’s post, I couldn’t think of a topic because someone was screaming about something, and I was getting mad. All I could think about was how hard it is to find a few minutes of peace when the girls are awake. Then, it hit me this was the topic for my blog post: patience. I am trying to teach my children how important it is to have some, but lately I find myself almost entirely without it. I have been applying for part-time jobs, and I check email incessantly throughout the day, hoping for a response. Any restaurant with a wait of more than 15 minutes is crossed off my list.Tantrums during diaper changes used to be brushed off as part of raising a toddler; lately, they are leaving me frustrated and upset. I need to find some patience. Parents need patience more than most people, I think. And, I don’t really have any right now.  

Our kids are learning tons of new stuff every day. So much that we take for granted what is new and exciting for them. And, if your kids are like The Big Cheese, they want to talk about each new discovery over and over and over again. This is all part of the learning process for them, and I know that. Some days, though, it is a lot harder to remember than others. Like the days when Bugster decides to add to the mix. She just turned 18 months, and this is what I call “The Magical Age.” It is when tantrums and willfully disobeying begin in full force, in my experience. Not to disappoint, the Bugster has been acting her age lately. But, that’s what I am working hard to remember: she is 18 months old. That’s it. There are so many things she doesn’t know, and, what she is learning, she is learning so quickly, it is hard to process. So, in my attempts to find patience, I am trying to sit back, take a deep breath, and remind myself that my kids are wonderful, wonderful kids. And I am lucky to be their mom.  Now, if only I could actually find that patience . . .

I'm an Amazon Mom

If you have a baby–listen up. Or just listen up anyway.

So you know, diapers are expensive. We use cloth diapers much of the time, but for convenience, leaving the house, wash days, and during diaper rashes, we use disposables. You’re not supposed to use diaper rash cream with a cloth diaper, and we do leave the house on a regular basis, so we do go through our share of disposables.

All babies are different shapes and sizes, as you know if you happen to have one, so different babies fit different diapers differently. In a different way. For different babies. Some babies can only really fit into a few or one brand of diapers. Lucky for us, Mouse is one of those babies! He can only wear one of the most expensive disposables on the market: Huggies Little Movers. Not Luvs, not the Target brand or any other store brand, not even Pampers which seems to have a lot better coupons than Huggies. In fact, our most disastrous diaper experience came with Pampers. It was complete ADF (Atomic Diaper Fail). We were in Europe, and that’s exactly what you want while on vacation in a foreign country: ADF. So we’re a Huggies family. And not even Huggies Snug and Dry which they sell at Costco and are relatively cheap. Nope. Huggies Little Movers. Which cost more. Because apparently that’s what Mouse is. A Little Mover. I hope that doesn’t mean he’s in for a promising career as a Big Mover.

My child does not look like this, but isn't she cute?

Anyway, so we are also Amazon fanatics in this house. We have an Amazon Visa and use it for everything and get tons of points (= $$$) from Amazon. So I like to buy things from Amazon. I also like buying things online because it’s like Christmas when it arrives on the doorstep. And sometimes when it takes a long time, I’ve even forgotten what I purchased so it’s like a nice surprise. The only member of our household who does not like Amazon is Digory the beagle, who is convinced that the UPS guy is going to invade the house.

Amazon has a handy little thing for ordering diapers called Subscribe and Save. The name is kind of self-explanatory–you save 15% on diapers and they automatically come to your house for whatever time you’ve specified. I have always avoided Subscribe and Save in the past because I was never sure how long Mouse was going to stay in a particular size of diaper, plus I hate it when things automatically get charged to my card and sent to me and I forget that’s going to happen. But then I learned about Amazon Mom.

Amazon Mom is a free program that 1) gives you an additional 15% off Subscribe and Save diapers, 2) gives you free Amazon Prime shipping for 3 months with the opportunity to extend that, and 3) sends you annoying emails to try to get you to buy more stuff. Obviously for Amazon, numbers 1 and 2 exist so that they can send you 3, but for the benefit of 1 and 2, I’m willing to put up with some emails (and actually I haven’t even gotten one yet).

Amazon Prime shipping is free 2-day shipping. Well it’s not free–you have to buy a subscription to Amazon Prime which I think is like $70 a year and then you get 2-day shipping on qualified items. I’ve never purchased Prime because I’m cheap, and because most items that qualify for Prime also qualify for Super Saver shipping, which is free standard shipping with a minimum of $25. Super Saver shipping can take a while, but I’m willing to wait if it saves me $70 a year. However, I’m not going to turn down my nose at free Prime, so I’m happy with that Amazon Mom benefit. Plus for every $25 you spend in a single order of Baby items, you get an extra month of Prime. And since I still buy baby stuff…

The 30% off diapers is really the best deal. Now I know some moms do the super-duper-uber coupon thing where they buy several papers and wait and stack coupons and scour the web for awesome deals, and I have to say I’m in awe of those moms, but I am not one of them. I try to use a coupon whenever possible, but for the most part I don’t get those really serious bargains. Which is why 30% off diapers is a big deal for me.

With Amazon Mom, our Size 5 Huggies Little Movers come down to 23 cents a diaper. Perhaps I could do it cheaper the above way, but quite frankly, 23 cents a diaper that get delivered to my house without me having to move a finger is just about as awesome as it gets. Especially compared to sites like, which I think is one of the biggest rip-off sites on the web. They suck you in with a first-order coupon but if you pay attention, their Size 5 Huggies Little Movers come out to 40 cents per diaper. I mean, REALLY??? I could go out to 7-11 and get them for cheaper, practically. has them at 37 cents/diaper, Walgreens will send them to you for 39 cents/diaper, and Babies R Us are happy to drop them off at 33 cents/diaper.

In other words, if you’re lazy, totally brand-loyal out of necessity, don’t like hunting down coupons and shopping several different stores at different times, and like things showing up on your doorstep in 2 days, I highly recommend Amazon Mom.

Now yes, you do have to subscribe. However, you can choose 1 month, 2 months, 3 months, or 6 months delivery, and you can cancel any time. I chose 3 months so in December if I have too many on my hands, I’ll just cancel. Or I can always bump up the subscription. Amazon makes it very easy to cancel, as long as you remember to do so.

So if you’ve got a kid in diapers, definitely check out Amazon Mom. Or even if you don’t care about any other benefit, sign up for Amazon Mom to get 3 free months of Prime shipping!

We Remember: Kids Incorporated

Stacy Ferguson AKA Fergie

by Kaia-Gurl

Long before there was Glee, there was a little show called Kids Incorporated. If you never saw it, this show was ahead of its time. It featured a (mostly) talented group of young singers and dancers performing 80’s hits. The only other show doing anything like this was Disney’s New Mouseketeers featuring Britney, Christina and Justin. My folks never would spring for cable, though, so that show passed me by. Jennifer Love Hewitt was a Kids Inc regular. Mario Lopez from Saved By the Bell was a dancer. And then there was Stacy Ferguson. AKA Fergie from the Black-Eyed Peas. I never made the connection until I read about it. She was such a cute, fresh-faced kid with a big voice. If any of them were going to make it big, it would be her. Check her out.

Eventually even the Disney people picked up on the cool vibe of the show and bought the rights to it. Sorry to say, the show then went to the Disney channel, never to be seen by yours truly again. Boo!


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Weaning the Reluctant Toddler

When Bugster’s 1st birthday hit in March, I couldn’t believe that I was still nursing her.  To be honest, I was really ready to be done with it all. But, it was clear that she was showing absolutely no signs of stopping.  She wouldn’t take a pacifier and wouldn’t go to sleep any other way (except for the car, but that’s not incredibly convenient at 3:00 in the morning).  I even asked the pediatrician for ideas.  His response?  “If you want to stop nursing, just stop nursing.”  I didn’t see it as being nearly that easy. 

Now, she’s almost 18 months old.  I’m preparing to leave the girls for a long weekend with Dear Hubby in a couple weeks and was going to wean her that way.  But, all of a sudden, on Saturday night, I decided I was done.  I nursed her for a few minutes, stopped, and then looked at her and said, “I’m done.  That’s the last time you’re ever going to do that.  Sorry.”  I hadn’t planned on it stopping so suddenly, and I hadn’t discussed it with Dear Hubby.  But, upon hearing my proclamation, he didn’t try to talk me out of it.  Instead, he took Bugster from me and attempted to put her to sleep, because she wasn’t all that pleased that her human pacifier suddenly called it quits.  She really wasn’t happy with me at all.  She fell asleep for him, and it went pretty well.  Bugster woke up in the night, and that’s when the real temper tantrum began.  I refused her attempts to nurse to go back to sleep, and that was a serious lapse of judgment from her point of view.  However, I am happy to report I stood strong.

I think she held a grudge for a couple days.  There have been a lot more requests for Daddy in the middle of the day than usual, and she pretty much gave me the cold shoulder in to Tuesday.  But, the hard part is over.  She occasionally still tries to get me to cave when I’m putting her to sleep, but never for more than a few seconds.  Bugster also still likes me rocking her to sleep, and we’ve already fallen in to a new routine. 

I have no regrets.  I think she was actually ready, or it wouldn’t have gone so well.  I felt bad at first, because it was such a radical change in her life.  And, she also had a cold this weekend, making me think it was really rotten timing on my part – but I then realized there is no such thing as the right time to do something like this.  However, I suppose some of my mommy guilt was probably erased by the kahlua I have been drinking this week. . .

I honestly didn’t think she would ever wean.  But, it turns out that her pediatrician really is a wise man; it was as simple as just stopping.