Diapers stink.
Even before they've been used. I hate changing diapers. I hate paying for diapers. I hate having boxes of diapers in our food storage. I hate having cloth diapers as a backup on hand.
After they've been used, I hate them even more. I hate the smell of ammonia. I hate how unpleasant the wet paper and chemicals feel as I'm taking them out. I hate how the solid contents feel.
I hate everything about diapers, just not as much as I hate cleaning poop off the carpet.
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