Walking down memory lane

Reading Naarah's PreggowGG blog today brings me back to a not so funny stage of my diaper changing days....The memories of baby poo and cloth diapers come rushing back. Cloth diapers do not hold runny yelly baby poo. The times of changing the bedding, the clothes, washing the blankets over and over again, we by the way didn't have plastic diapers... they were cloth. And with each wonderful BM, until the child was two by the way, we would dip those little mud holders in the toilet up and down, up and down until the poop fell off or rinsed off. Then we would have to squeeze the diaper to get most of water out and proceed to throw it in a bucket of bleach water with a lid on it. After the diaper pail was full, we'd dump the water out of the pail into the toilet... the smell was horrific. We had to be careful so the lid didn't fall off, much like you drain water from a pan when making speghetti. It was quite the balancing act. We didn't have anti bacterial soap either. Just bleach. Poor baby's bum.

Baby raising is so much simpler today it seems. Nanny's and plastic diapers, all the paraphanelia, swings, jump ups, singing and dancing toys, gas medicine for colic. What we wouldn't have done for just a few of those items to help us get through the day. But, we all made it just fine, now didn't we. There is a mechanism to solve any woe.

These baby's are being raised in such a diffrent world. Imagine what the world will be like for them in 20 years. It really does boggle the mind. No way do we even have a clue what is in store. Not in a million years would my parents know what my kids would face in opportunities and challenges. I have an IT class right now I am taking and my professor told us of a quote from a computer expert in the 50s. The photograph and quote showed the vision of what the experts then thought a home computer might look like. It filled half a room, had a printer the size of a desk and had buttons and even a steering wheel contraption. Looked right out of an old sci fi.

Our imaginations are really limited.