Hello everyone! Thank you very much for your participation. Today was the Grand Opening of EcoBuns and Jabber Log was there to witness such an excellent turn out. The friendly staff of EcoBuns answered every question and greeted every guest with a smile. This is definitely the place to be for all your cloth needs and natural products. Make sure to visit the ever popular EcoBuns at their store 12330 James st. Suite B30 Holland, MI in the Outlet Mall or their web site here.
And now for the moment you have been waiting for. The giveaway brought to you in part by EcoBuns and Jabber Log began this past Monday. The giveaway involved three steps in order to be eligible for the giveaway of a package that included a BumGenius All in one organic, matching pair of baby legs and a Bummis Swimmi dipe. The names were mixed up and given numbers at random. Afterward they were given to our guru random.org and a winner was chosen. The winner of this most excellent giveaway is Christy Vande Waa! Congratulations and thank you all for participating and making this giveaway and Grand Opening a success. Please stay locked to Jabber Log for Diaper Wars: A Father’s Tale; May the cloth be with you where this father will document his many adventures within the world of cloth diapers. Thanks again and for Christy, please contact Candis of EcoBuns within two weeks at email@example.com.
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As you can tell from my picture I’m in a state of shock. This morning while helping my wife clean the carpets I realized something; we’re having a girl not a boy! I don’t know what to do with a baby girl! I have two sons and changing them and what not was easy. I believe this was easy because we’re the same gender but this is completely different so I’m a little tripped out. So let’s see here; I have never used cloth diapers and I will be changing my daughter as much as possible to become an expert of sorts. Hmm…are there any down falls here? I think not since I don’t have to worry about being sprayed in the face by wild random pee streams, but are there any other things I need to know? I know I sound like I have no clue and you know what? You’re right, I really have no clue when it comes to little girls but I know I’m going to kick ass and when she arrives she will have me wrapped around her finger.
Lola Mae Martinez should arrive around September 1st of 2011. It’s going to go by pretty fast and we have a lot to do still. One thing we can check off is the diaper situation. We are not going to go about using Huggies or Pampers. We are going all out cloth style with help from Ecobuns. So with that down we can move onto blankets that my wife Rebecca wants to make and the preparation of changing Lola’s first diaper. I must admit that I am nervous and I’m sure you will get my point when I mention what I asked my wife this morning.
I was obviously nervous and I stuttered out, “Ca, Can I ask a question?”
Rebecca chuckled and told me to go ahead. Logan had been in the room as well so I had to whisper it out.
“Umm…so it hit me that we’re really having a girl and I was wondering; am I going to get shot in the face with pee?”
She laughed and told me no and I felt slightly dumb because I know damn well that there is nothing there to point and shoot but as I previously stated, I have never changed a little girl before. Laugh if you will but I have no shame and I am able to laugh at myself for being a dork. With that said, I wonder what it will be like to play with my daughter. I can see myself sitting at the table with her as she pours imaginary tea into my cup and I will probably be wearing a fancy hat and my name will be Petunia Pickle Bottom (yes, like the diaper bag).
The playing and what not is somewhat far away so right now I have to focus on the cloth diapers, cloth wipes, natural products, and covers. I didn’t think I was going to get into picking covers until we were at Ecobuns. As Rebecca spoke to Candis I was looking at different covers and patterns and I was hooked. Even when Rebecca and I went to Joann Fabrics to get material for Lola’s blanket I was throwing in some graphic design input with the colors and such. It might sound dorky but I’m all about it. Now to wait for her birth and continue my preparation for her arrival. I’m happy that I have friends and family around me who can school me with this new adventure. I’m taking a dive folks. A dive into the world of cloth diapers and having a daughter. Lord help me and may I accomplish the obvious and remember to attach the clip to the diaper.Post Views: 235
This is the beginning. The beginning of something new that I shall embark on, but first a prelude to the saga. You like that? You like how I added the title of my post to this? Yep, that’s just a taste of the kind of dork I am. So before I get into my upcoming adventure, I’d like to tell you a story. It involves my wife, myself, and the birth our son Logan. The date was March 17, 2004 and we had just left the doctor’s office. Our midwife had told us that she would not see us until the following weekend and she was pretty sure of herself so we went about our day. We made our phone calls to family and told them that although Rebecca was dilated at a two that the big show would not occur for another week. The process was rather slow and we would just have to wait. So just before we got home I decided that since it was St. Patrick’s day, I would stop and pick up one beer to celebrate. The party store I stopped at was a hole in the wall on Holland’s south side and it had no good Irish beers. So I decided to buy a can of Labatt’s Blue. We went home, ate dinner and I had my one beer to celebrate the holiday. When we decided to crash out I felt that I would have an excellent rest. What I didn’t know was that someone else had a different plan for his mother and father.
I was awaken from a dead sleep by my wife and she told me that it was time. I was not awake and completely out of it. Her contractions were close and I went into father panic mode. I jumped out of bed and I was moving at warp speed. Everything was a blur and I heard a faint voice calling me but I kept moving. The bags were packed and I was scrambling to get things ready and lead my wife to the car. I kept hearing the voice and finally I snapped to reality and the voice had been my wife trying to calm my dumb ass down. My wife had been watching me run around like a crack head with his eyebrows on fire from too many pipe hits. When she finally got my attention I noticed she wasn’t even ready. She was going to shower before leaving and she was calm while I was going nuts. When I think about it now I can see myself as a Jack Russell Terrier jumping around and asking its owner to throw the ball so that it can run after it like a fool. After her shower we were off and we had to drive from Holland to South Haven in the middle of the night and the fog was thick. It was now March the 18th and I was hoping for an act of god to part the fog in front of us but nothing happened.
When we got there the pain was getting worse for my wife. We sat and tried to answer questions at registration the best we could. Rebecca’s contractions were hitting hard and the lady registering us was training someone. It took forever and you would think she would push her aside so that we could get up to a room but we had to wait. I remember all the questions and how annoyed I was. I stood up and yelled at them, took off my shoe and thew it at the trainer. Her nose was broken and blood was everywhere. Can you see it? Can you see the lady tripping out after getting hit with my shoe? Yeah well it didn’t happen and once I snapped out of my imagination and back to reality I noticed that a nurse was coming with a wheelchair. They decided to skip the paperwork and get us up to the room to get things going. By then I was already dilated at an 8 and my heart was pumping. I was freaking out and still, my wife was the one who was calm.
The rest of the experience was a blur. Out of all the pain that my wife went through it made sense that I felt some pain as well. The midwife had told my wife to hold me as if we were slow dancing in order to somehow ease the pain but during a major contraction my shoulders were pinched to the point that I about peed myself. My thigh was grabbed so hard that it took a few washes for the hand print to come out of my pants, and every time my wife yelled at me to get the nurse, my dumb ass attempted to run to the nurses station but was thwarted when hearing,
“Rich! What are you doing?”
“I’m getting the nurse like you said!”
“What? Just pull the cord!”
What a fool I was during that time but I would not change it for anything. Being a parent is one of the best parts of life and when Logan was born I cried. Now Logan is seven years old and Rebecca is expecting again. I’m sure I am going to pull another episode of the fool, panicked father but it’s going to be an excellent adventure. With that said, I must remind you that this post is simply a prelude to something more. A new adventure begins and it will be detailed in my next post.Post Views: 199
My wife is just about 3 weeks away from giving birth to our daughter and I am freaking out. We pretty much have everything ready except for a few purchases at EcoBuns so we’re good there but I can’t help thinking how this is going to go down. Our sons birth went rather smooth but everyone says that boys are easier anyway. I know they’re referring more to raising them but is it the same when giving birth? Are there other things I should be looking for? I’m sure I sound clueless but it’s only because there is a seven year gap between our children and once the time comes for little Lola Mae to arrive, it will all come back to me. I won’t have a choice in the matter really. It will all come rushing back and I will probably be running to get a nurse from the station rather than pulling the damn cord that’s right next to me.
I’m pretty excited and can’t wait to meet my little girl. Soon enough the Diaper Wars Saga will begin and the stories are probably going to be outrageous. I can already see myself trying to spray poo off the cloth diaper and it splooshing all over me. God help me that my mouth is closed at the time. I don’t need to be puking in a toilet full of baby poo. Man, there is so much to think about…for now though I will think about the actual birth and where I’m going to sleep afterward. I know, it’s not all about me and no it’s not but I’m hoping that Zeeland Hospital has something for me because South Haven didn’t. I remember Rebecca and Logan crashing out and I sat in the most uncomfortable recliner. The damn thing didn’t even recline and so, I fell asleep sitting up. I was then awaken by horrifying screams. My head was hung over to the left and I had the worst pain in my neck. I wish I would have had one of those donuts that you place around a child’s neck for support. It would have definitely prevented my neck pain. As I sat in horror listening to the screams and rubbing my neck I felt someone watching me. I turned around to see our Mid-wife and she had an exhausted manic look on her face.
“Are you ok Ricardo?”
“Yeah…my neck hurts and the screaming woke me up. Are you ok?”
“Oh yeah, a lot of mothers came in after you two and it’s a little crowded now.”
She left the room and it was hard for me to go back to sleep with all the screaming but at least my wife woke up and we both had the pleasure of listening to a lady cuss out her husband in Spanish as she was more than likely dealing with a very bad contraction. I’m hoping for some funny stuff like that with this birth. In the end I know it’s going to be an excellent experience. There will be a new addition to our family and I will be wrapped around her little finger. I can’t wait!Post Views: 329