Trend Alert: Diaper-less babies

Now, this idea to some seems ideal, right? No expensive diapers, no gross poops to change at the park, where you realize you forgot the wipes. Except the fact that these little diaper-less babies are just that, BABIES! Working in childcare with infants, I get my fill of daily diaper duty. However, something more horrifying than that mysterious spot just left on my carpet, is the idea of potty training an infant without the use of any diapers or pants. Just little bare butts running loose in the house. I’m sorry, but who are these parents that they have the time to chase after their infant with a pail, sanitizer (hopefully) and towel as their wee one pees anywhere they happen to be? And a bigger question is why?? Is it a green thing? Because I hardly think that changing your clothes and washing them more frequently is considered “green.” I am, of course, operating under the assumption that these parents do change their garments when their child has the (inevitable) garment staining accident and don’t have the attitude as some parents do (really, I’ve heard this) of “eh, it’s just a little bit of poop.”

Perhaps I’m just not that patient of a person. But when a child doesn’t have the capability to get to the actual toilet to use it, I’m not certain they should be forced to sit on it. (And what about the babies who can barely hold their heads in the upright position? Are you telling me that they have the understanding of their bodily movements?) I also want to have this little thing called a life, and not a life centered around the twenty minute increments of rushing my little peeing machine to the toilet. I can only imagine that by the time these parents get the first mess cleaned up, there is another waiting for them right around the corner.

Regardless if I see this as slightly crazy, in the end it is up to the parents to do what they want. I’ll try to contain my sarcasm when I congratulate you that your child has been potty trained for a whole year before mine. I mean what does it really matter in the end? As long as they know how to use the toilet by the time they are in college, I figure I’ve accomplished enough in my parenting. I just can’t imagine that these parents have any friends left after their precious little one just pooped bare butted on their nice white couch. Unless of course, the friends are all into this sans diaper thing together… in which case, I think I’ll skip the play dates at their houses. I’ll just sit back at happy hour with my diapered baby and drink my glass of wine without a bathroom interruption or accident every twenty minutes.


See.. in our house clothing is optional, so long as there is a diaper. Well.. and apparently a good pair of baby converse.


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About J.Peterson

By day, I'm a mom of two boys (three if you count my husband) and a childcare provider. My adventures in parenting and the real world are primarily what this blog is about. My alternate ego, the one who is in my book(s), is a scythe bearing, magnificent shoe wearing, Soul Harvester by the name of Genesis. Though she knows nothing about parenting, her sarcasm rivals even my own. If you enjoy my blog, check her out on Amazon under the title of Death Inc. The life and Times of a Soul Harvester.

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