I’ve been thinking a lot about effort, and privilege, these days.
I had someone ask me the other day why I didn’t cloth diaper when J was a newborn. Honestly, the newborn period was really challenging for me, and the extra bit of effort that would go into cloth diapering was just completely beyond me at the time. That’s the honest truth. Knowing what I do know, and knowing what to expect from the newborn period, I believe I could do it if I have a second child one day.
Then I had a friend tell me that sometimes depression creeps in and it’s hard to put in the work to become zero-waste. I understand what she means: sometimes it’s just too much. Reducing your waste is important, yes, but it’s crucial to prioritize your mental well-being.
This is not laziness. This is doing what you need to, in order to get through challenging times.