|Found my son on his mica, reading his potty book|
|Itzix sleeps, diaper free with a bed liner|
When I am drained and Akinyemi is having a bad day, I wrap a towel around Itzix when he wakes up to pee so he won't soil the bed. After he pees, I toss it and he falls right back into REM. Pottying my newborn is most difficult when I am tired. He warns me every time. I convince myself that I'm misreading his messages so I don't have to get up, but as the saying goes: "the lazy way is the hard way", I end up peed on. Other people, not having sensitive attunement yet, get peed on frequently. Last night, Itzix peed on my friend's crotch a few times. A good sport, she just cackled in amazement.
My brother and husband are not good sports. They promptly diaper him up when they carry him- even if they are only watching him for a minute. Are we so conditioned to associate babies with diapers that we can't grasp the concept of a "diaper-free baby"? My husband, the infamous anarchist, and my brother, the carefree punk, would rather consume capitalist diaper products and create unnecessary environmental waste, than pay attention to baby's clear signals and be aware of his elimination needs. Those grungy boys are closet germaphobes, I know it.
|Breast fed newborn poop and pee in the potty.|