Your vague memory is spectacular! LOL! You're right on with the colour!I have a vague (and I do mean very vague) memory of my siblings in cloth and rubber...lol. i remember something like cloudy colored whitish rubber pants and can imagine how yukky they would smell hiding fresh baby poop...lol. i have a pretty good imagination. Ewwww. But in the days my own kids were little i dont know anyone who didnt use paper diapers. Trust me, poop in paper diapers smells nasty too!!!
I did the time-out thing, too, usually relying on the crib as the jail sentence, and boy did my kids ever hate that! Being cooped-up and contained in a baby crib while everyone else got to run around freely and play, always had a way of working wonders in our home!- Did you spank?
A: sometimes. Preferred "time out"
Awww... do post again, Apple! Would love to hear from you!I wrote out a whole long response, but it didn't post!
I may (or may not) try again!
Awww... that is so sweet about your dad checking in on your son!- Did you rely on family to babysit or did you use regular ordinary babysitters? My parents were so beside themselves excited by being grandparents that babysitting was never an issue. My dad used to stop in during the day just to visit "his boy".
I remember one of my siblings using a soother for a really long time, and I remember one morning, my mom taking his soother away from him and right in front of him, taking a pair of scissors to it and cutting it in half over the garbage pail. That was the end of the soother for that sibling.Interesting about the soothers, that may be where the sitter got the term "soo-soo". A lot of people around us called it a "binky". I preferred "paci" and still do.
This was my method, too, for the most part. The shock factor was usually enough.- Did you spank? *Yes but never hard enough to hurt, as pain is not the point, getting their attention is
Oh, you've touched on something that my husband and I were always no-nonsense about, and that was drugs.I used time out, putting them in an out of the way place, usually on a chair. I was not particularly strict. When I had to be, however, when they hit the teens I could be very strict, like using tough love on my daughter when she used drugs. She was stunned, to say the least.
I hope she was able to remain clean and free of all of her addictions.We told all the kids that doing anything illegal would result in tough measures, no lawyer, no bail, nothing. I really never thought any of them would break the law.
It was very hard to do once it happened and took years, but we did call the police on Daughter and did cut off allowance, car, and all extras. Making her leave was extremely hard. Cried for weeks.
But she quit cocaine, meth and even cigarettes.
Welcome news. So happy.She is doing well. It has been twelve years.
I thought she was going to die. She was skeletal, had a gray complexion, and her face was all broken out. I was desperate.
Today she looks healthy again. I am so grateful.
Let me guess... the 3 weeks of Diaper Service was a gift and you loathed every minute of it?- Did you use cloth diapers and rubber pants or disposable diapers? Cloth for about three weeks, then disposables
You made the right decision, KT! I commend you for that.LOL! Pretty much, Old-hand. I was not an eco-mom, and my patience was wavering (I think I had post-partum depression, but that wasn't talked about much at that time), and adding in the newborn things I knew nothing about with a less than helpful and cooperative husband, I just went for what was easier.