Maybe you remember the post. I have no idea where it is. But, I had a bag of diapers from 1975 baby girl. The bag of dozens of diapers was not the one I washed. I think these were from the 1968 baby.
In 1968, my first child was a boy. I bought diapers from Sears that were guaranteed for the diapering life of the baby. It was a difficult training! Since I became pregnant when he was 18-months-old, I was not on my best game, sick and sleeping. Plus, he was going to have none of this toilet training. When he was two, the diapers from Sears were in shreds.
I had the receipt, packaging and shredded diapers to show Sears. The woman was pretty rude, saying he should be trained by now, so she was not going to honor the packaging promise. I told here she was not allowed to say "no" to me. I was trained by Sears and knew the rules. I got replacement diapers.
When he was two years and three months, I had a girl. That made two in diapers. He really did not want to give up diapers after she was born. For nine long months, I had two in diapers!
When I was planning his third birthday party, it struck me--he would be three and still in diapers! So, the next week he got only a diaper at night. He would pull down the training pants and poop in a corner in my bedroom! Training pants back then were thick terry cloth with a terry crotch piece. The absorbed less than you would hope.
The second child, a girl, was easily trained. But, the diapers had diapered their last baby. I kept them for rags. The third child, a girl, needed new diapers five years later. I think these are the replacement ones from Sears, the ones used on the 48-year-old boy and 46-year-old girl so many years ago. So, I still have some other diapers in better shape to wash.
When I tried to remove them from the dryer today, they were in shreds. They are hanging by their corners on the line. They will go directly into the rag bag and will never go in the washer again. All those strings will eventually clog the machine and the sewer line to the road. Now, I need to pick the strings from the inside of the dryer and from the floor and carpet.
Oh, besides the shredding, I believe they are the ones from the first child because I can no longer see the birdseye pattern. The newer ones still had the pattern visible.
Why did I keep these diapers so long? Well, I thought one of my grandchildren might need them, the newer ones, not these raggedy ones I just washed. My daughter was adamant about not using cloth diapers. So, I kept them for another grandchild...sigh. I doubt either of my four grandchildren have ever had a cloth diaper on their bottoms.
They are great for cleaning and straining fruit to get juice. I have a rag bag, a canvas bag hanging behind a door, just for these things. Exbf always knows anything I give him to clean anything outside is not precious.
The two girls were so easy to train. The younger needed everyone to come clap for her business. We did. She even came into the living room, naked from the waist down and took the visiting minister by the hand to show him what she did. We whispered and told him to clap. We all went in, looked, and clapped for her success.
It is time for my 4th of July meal--hotdogs, whole wheat buns, slaw, and watermelon. Then, I need to cut my hair.
Did you ever have two in cloth diapers? Fun? What did you have for your 4th meal?