gDiapers Blog, Stories & Podcasts
May 20, 2013
One mama’s quest for community involvement and community engagement turned out to be, in a word: delicious. In two words: delicious chaos. In three words: inspirational delicious chaos. We could go on and on. Originally posted on The Intuitive Mama. Thank you to Jordann for letting us share some of the story here.
Chaos!
My moms’ group rocks! I feel so lucky to have been connected with such amazing, fun women. Yesterday was no exception. We decided to take on a huge project for one of our Moms’ group get-togethers. We cooked for 60 homeless youth at Janus Youth Shelter. In a normal situation, 8 women cooking for 60 people might not be such an undertaking, but there were also 8 VERY ACTIVE babies in the house while this was going on.
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December 13, 2012
We wanted to give a little bit of air-time to some of the seriously crafty and talented moms and dads in our midst. Check them out. Give them a wave and a hello (and maybe patronage …). Are there other mama/family-owned businesses you’d like to give a shout-out to? Please do! Tell us all about them (even if it’s you!) in the comments.
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November 9, 2012
Thank you to gMum (and good friend!) Amelia for sharing a piece of her story.
Cancer is a monster with its own agenda. But my mother fought the good fight until the very end when it just took over December 14, 2007. The following days, weeks and months were a blur. I know I made it to work after the first of the year, cared for my preschooler, and I started volunteering thinking it would help me by helping others. I went through a wonderful training but by the end of it I knew it wasn’t the right fit for me at the time. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to fulfill the duties required of the position.
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October 25, 2012
No matter how you choose to feed your baby, it’s a journey. And one that requires a pretty tough look at where you’ve been, where you are, where you’re going, and then you take a gigantic big breath to ride the ensuing emotions with as much confidence as you can muster. Thanks to gMum, Nilam for telling us her story.
Several months ago my daughter and I decided it was time to wean her from breast milk. I have to say – she didn’t seem to care. But for me, it was a journey that meant something. I jotted down our journey and how I felt. Maybe you went through this too (Please say yes so I can feel like a normal mom).
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October 17, 2012
This picture was posted on our facebook page and it prompted us to say “Awesome!” and then immediately follow up with “Tell us about it!”. And thankfully, she did. Thank you Charlotte for telling us a story.
Two and a half years ago my family moved to Portland, OR away from everything we’d ever known. Away from our extended family, and friends we went to grade school with. I had started using gDiapers just before having my second son only months after the move and followed the company on facebook. When there was an event invite for a gTea at the offices I decided that it would be a good opportunity to meet other moms in the area who were also using the product and meet the fabulous employees who help get the product on my baby’s bum. After all, we were pretty alone in this new place. Within minutes of realizing that I was new to the area and gDiapers itself, Kim asked if I’d met Jaimey. Which of course I hadn’t….yet. She insisted I had to and I was open to making new friends. I needed that.
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October 8, 2012
Thank you to long-time gMum, Lisa, for sharing this with us.
I’m a sensitive person. My husband will testify to this. I cry at television commercials, movie trailers, Sarah McLachlan songs, pretty much everything. Since becoming a mother this has intensified to a ridiculous degree. So when it came time to sell my daughter’s gDiapers, due to being in the throws of potty training, I was prepared to get slightly sentimental. I wasn’t at all prepared.
The moment I hit enter on my ‘for sale’ post I began to cry. I’m not talking about the sniffles here, Folks, I’m talking big, fat tears. Otherwise known as “ugly crying”. It could have been because my daughter had turned two the day before, or maybe it was due to the fact that she is our second and we’ve decided that, circumstances being what they are right now, we’re not having anymore. Whatever the reason, it hit me hard. So hard in fact, I truly believed that there was something wrong with me. “Who gets this overwrought over diapers?” I asked myself.
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