Friday, 8 November 2013: Two Hundred and Twenty Two Days Old.
Ayla hit the streets of the Gold Coast today sporting one of her brand new cloth nappies… And she rocked it!
Hand-made and custom designed, we had THREE people stop us to comment on how cute Ayla looked wearing it.
The nappy has Ayla’s name embroidered on the front, and on the back it says “Day by day she grows. Minute by minute we love”… Naaaawwww!
It’s one of three gorgeous nappies made for me by Bella Rae MCN Embroidery and I’m so glad I found her!
Not only do these cloth nappies look great the one Ayla wore today didn’t impact her rash AT ALL!!
So I’m now a total cloth nappy convert. Sure, disposables are still handy but if these cloth ones keep the rash away and keep earning Baby Ayla complements then I’m completely sold. 🙂
Wednesday, 30 October 2013; Two Hundred and Twelve Days Old.
Ayla and I ventured out to the shops for supplies today…. We’re in for the long haul.
It’s been two weeks and still Ayla’s nappy rash hasn’t cleared. We’ve been back to the doctors a couple of times but she assures me we’re doing everything we can.
So, in order to get some sort if normality back I stocked up on baby undies (I think they’re supposed to be nappy covers) and a couple of t-shirts.
Up until now I’ve mostly dressed Baby Ayla in pretty little frocks, but a shirt and undies are much easier for on-the-go changes now that Ayla’s nappy-less.
And of course Ayla was a good girl so she got to pick out a toy as well… It’s really not hard to spend a hundred bucks when your shopping for baby!
Friday, 18 October 2013: Two Hundred and One Days Old.
It’s been over 36 hours without a nappy now and all is going well.
Ayla had the best nights sleep in ages last night; instead of waking every two to four hours, she slept eight hours and then another four.
I felt like a new woman this morning and I’m sure Ayla did too. Her rash was looking MUCH better and her morning smiles were proof.
But as the day wore on and got hotter, so too did the nappy rash.
We had a lunch date to attend so instead of nappies I dressed Ayla in tiny cotton underpants that I changed after every wee.
Ayla was the epitome of bravery and dignity the whole time. She didn’t complain or bat an eyelid when I stripped her down in the dress store, or when she wet herself at sushi… She was happy and smiling and glad to be alive.
I think Ayla’s been enjoying all the naked time, and I know she’s loved the fun new positions and activities we’ve been doing to minimise the damage caused by impending accidents.
I feel like I’m making it up to her, slowly, and it’s good to know she’s on the mend, but its such an awful uncomfortable thing that I wish I could snap my fingers and take it all away.