Saturday, February 14, 2009
Due to a recent bout of diaper rash I have been sprinkling corn starch in my son's diaper when I change him. Which he thinks is absolutely fantastic. Cool, powdery, messy, what's not to love? Diaper time has been quite a challenge lately anyway because once the diaper is off so is he, like a rocket. On his feet, out the door and through the house in seconds flat, dimply butt cheeks jiggling all the way. So after I finally get him pinned down and get the diaper under him, I sprinkle the starch and we have another battle while I try to keep his hands out of the starched up diaper and get it fastened before the entire area is covered in white powder. At least one of us always ends up looking like we have a serious coke problem. There's got to be a way to get him starched and sealed without him getting his hands in there first. One that doesn't involve me pinning him down with my leg across his chest while he thrashes about, that just doesn't feel very motherly.