On most days I feel like "manic" is clearly an understatement of my life...take last week for example...
Not two seconds after lying my little one's (aka Leettle & Lil' Man) down for nap, do I hear a loud pounding on the door. As I open the door, I am nearly blinded by the gleam off of two shiny golden badges. Immediately, I was pounded by questions concerning a torn package, which was then ripped open only to have it's contents spilled at the mail officer's feet.
What did the package contain?
100 small packets of eco-friendly diaper detergent.
Yep, and it seems like these Federal officers drove from CA to question me why I was buying little bags of laundry detergent. When I told them that they were gifts that I sent out with my cloth diaper orders, their faces contorted into a grotesque mass at the words "cloth" and "diaper". Quickly, I fetched a diaper to prove that I was telling the truth, rather than handing out fruity smelling narcotics out to little kids. So from now on it seems like every piece of mail coming to our house has been "mysteriously" sliced at the top (even today's fluffy mail)!
Fast forward to today, which luckily, was no where near as crazy as last week...
Alarm wakes us up shortly before 5 am, which means Leettle and Lil' Man are whisked away from their warm beds to cold car seats to drive dad to the airport. He will be gone for a few days, which means chaos will reign in the Butterfield household! Yes, my house looks like a tornado hit it...literally. It did not help that a robin kept pecking it's beak on our glass door, making my heart skip beats due to last week's incident.
Luckily, we were able to take an hour nap when we got home before we could officially call it a morning. After breakfast I took the kids to Joseph Beth Bookstore so that I could avoid flying books and metal cars, only to babysit a stranger's child who decided to rob my kid's trains and beat them over the head with them. It's no wonder she was so happy to drop him off by the train table and disappear quicker than Houdini.
Anyways, to make a long story short...sleep deprivation got the best of us and so we decided not to take advantage of all the healthy, pesticide & hormone free food from our Whole Foods shopping spree (by the way, I scored 2 six packs of Zevia for $1.40 total!) and settled for Papa Johns and watched Puss and Boots.
Now that I have time to add to my blog, I should let you all know a little more about me and a little about my current cloth project.
About four years ago, my fiance, who proposed to me a day after Christmas in 2007, moved me from Boise, ID to Arlington, Texas. His job had moved in there six months before we were engaged. We had dated for four years and never really thought of the idea of being married until he was transferred from a inside sales job for a pharmaceutical company in Boise to a sales rep. in the Texarkana (Texas/Arkansas/Lousiana) territory. My family and I are EXTREMELY close, so it was a tough decision to make.
About a month after we were married we purchased our first home. We were also 5 months pregnant with our first child and since we would have a huge hospital bill soon, money was going to be tight, so it was decided that we should cloth diaper our little boy. So we bought our first stash for about $60.00.
A week before our son was born, my husband was laid off and held couple of part time jobs to help pay our mortgage. Groceries were bought with pocket and couch change. When our Lil' Man (then called Peanut), was 6 months old, we found out that we were pregnant with our second child. My husband at the time was delivering pizza in the evenings to keep ends meet. Sometime in the summer of 2009, my husband was offered a job from the company that had laid him off. At the time he accepted the offer, the only sales position that was available was the Minnesota/Michigan/Indiana/Ohio/Kentucky territory. Since we were not big fans of the cold, Kentucky was the best fit.
That year was easily the roughest time of my life, not only was I so far away from home, but every day I wondered if we would have enough to keep ourselves fed and have a roof over our heads. So a couple of months ago I came across the DFW Cloth Diaper Project who loans out diapers to families who cannot afford the extra burden of buying diapers for their children. After submitting "my story" (choosing to cloth diaper so my family could afford to eat) to Jennifer Labitt, who has been fighting for the diaper act to allow government aid to purchase cloth diapers, I thought that I would be nice to raise money to purchase diapers for the DFW Cloth Diaper Project, especially since I had been in a situation, that if it weren't for cloth diapers, we could have been in worse financial trouble or even lost our home.
At first, I was pretty psyched when I received sponsors to donate gifts to a giveaway to encourage others to make a small donation. After all, who couldn't spare a dollar or two? My goal is only $1,000...surely that isn't too much to raise in a month? Apparently it is...so far I have only collected $15 in two weeks, $10 of it being my own. I have put too many hours into this to give up though, I try to convince myself that any donation makes this fundraiser a success, right? I am not trying to sound ungrateful, because I am not...I am truly grateful for any and all support that I get!
Even though it sounds like I am asked for pity, what I really am asking for a little prayer. I would really love to bless many families with a free gift of diapers...