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Diaper Drama

Hannah has really sensitive skin. Carpet makes her break out. Tissue makes big red splotches on her skin. I'm not kidding. We don't use wipes. I have about hundred wash cloths we wash over and over till the holes are bigger then the cloths. For awhile, she had a diaper rash problem we could not figure out. We did figure out that nystatin made it worse.

One day I had one of those deductive reasoning moments and realized that paper that has been bleached at any point in its existence was a problem (she broke out from white paper), so I moved Hannah to Seventh Generation Diapers. The diaper rash and redness disappeared.

It has been wonderful. Hannah has been growing and, well, the biggest size no longer fits her. I tried looking for older peoples incontinent pads that were not chlorine bleached, but could not find any information. So I started looking at cloth diapers. I already do a great deal of wash for her wash cloths, and she prefers to use the toilet when stooling.

There was an added problem with my odd aversions to certain fabrics. When I touch something that is velvet or similar in texture, I get that feeling that one gets when nails scratch a chalk board. It seems totally irrational and involuntary. but I've had it all my life according to my mother. That has been the problem with most diapers I've bought; I can't seem to hold onto them because they usually use flannel. (Ewww I just winced and shuddered)

So Hannah's grandfather, the great Zadie, has developed a diaper that is easy to use. It is smooth on one side and I don't have to touch the absorbent side.

Yay!, Zadie

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You know how you get those connections - where one thing always makes you think of another? Well, now I have one for you, Jeannette. This evening, while sitting in a CE on Play Therapy I decided to clean my glasses - with one of those really soft, chamois-like cloths. I'll be thinking of you whenever I clean my glasses now.

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