Oh snap.

I think I'm turning into a hippie. You know, those crazy crunchy granola people I like to make fun of. ;) I bought a Moby Wrap and I love it. Freaking love it. Worth every single penny and I've only used it twice so far. So now I'm a breast feeding, baby-wearin' mama. But wait! There's more.. I have cloth diapers. I say I have them and not I use them because I'm not totally committed yet. I'm not totally on board with the whole CD thing. I'll tell what sucks about it. What to use and what you like. How do you know? You have to buy them. And let me tell you, CDs don't run cheap. Granted, you'll save a shit ton (haha!) once you start using them and not disposables, but I bought a pack of two that I ended up not liking. Crap. (Oh the puns keep coming!) So, I'm testing the waters. I found ones I don't like and I one brand I kinda do. Found some all natural laundry detergent that I LOVE. The laundering isn't bad by the way.. Just in case you were wondering. Yes, all two of you who read my blog! Hahahaha! Anyway, that's why I called myself a hippie. But you should know, I'm not doing it to save the environment or reduce our carbon footprint or anything of that nonsense. It's because I'm cheap. Diapers are expensive. Turns out they're bad for the environment and whatnot, but more importantly, they're expensive. Formula? Gross AND expensive. I'm not knocking anyone who uses it. NOT AT ALL. I just feel strongly about breastfeeding. I feel strongly about it and it's my blog. OH and it's free :) I'm also gonna make my own baby food. Because that has gotten CRAZY expensive in the last five years. But that's a few months a a few blogs down the road.

I'm feeling feisty today. Can you tell? Is my typing coming across as feisty? It's because I got to sleep. Goooood sleep. Cameron slept from 7-4:30. That's right. Allll at once. And I went to bed at 10:30 so I got a full 6 hours straight. And then we slept some more, well until Tyler got up. I have no idea why that child feels the need to a) wake up entirely too early and b) wake me up to ask me if he can use the bathroom. Good. Lord. Child. But anyway.. The big one's at school and the little one is in the swing NOT sleeping. Little stinker. Doesn't he know he needs to nap so I can take a shower? SEE! I'm not a hippie :D