The downside to cloth diapering

It can't be all rosy, can it? There has to be something that is unlikeable about all that cute fluff. Right?

Honestly, I can't think of one. Not one bad thing that repeatedly irked me every time I pulled out a cloth diaper to place on my kids. I did not always love diaper changes but I did love using cloth on my children. Especially because they are so darn cute!

Sure there were days when the thought of doing another load of laundry wasn't topping my list of fun to-dos but that tended to be few and far between. And were usually followed after a night of no sleep, when frankly, the idea of having to do anything was an unpleasant task.

There are, however, some horror diaper stories, and I don't think that cloth diapers hold the exclusive rights to these. Here's mine:

I had planned to take the Go Train up to Toronto. My son was about 7 months and had just started eating bananas. Just as we arrived in the parking lot, he pooped. A lot. And then some. (And it was a crappy diaper so it was a lovely blowout - enter the idea to make my own cloth diapers!) So while I was thankful that he got it out of his system before we got on the Go Train and I had to carry a putrid diaper around all day, I was not loving returning to the car and finding the half-baked diaper waiting in the trunk. I threw that one out :( And that is probably the worst I can think of.

You? Is there something you dislike about using cloth? Or do you have a horror diaper story to share?