Man, your post brought back all the memories. I used to joke that I should’ve just duct taped a bib to my kid, but honestly, it felt like I was doing laundry every time I blinked. I hear you on the weird paranoia about mildew—once I left a bag of soggy bibs in the car for a day and let’s just say... lesson learned. I started running smaller loads too, even if it felt a bit wasteful. Hot wash and dryer on high, just to be safe.
I tried those silicone bibs for about five minutes, but my little one would rip them off and then get mad about it. Back to the soft cotton ones, even though they were basically drool sponges. I did eventually start using those little burp cloths as emergency bibs—it didn’t look cute, but it worked in a pinch.
Honestly, I think you nailed it. Sometimes you just have to accept the chaos and know it’s not forever. I still find random bibs in drawers and bags, like some weird parenting souvenir.
Sometimes you just have to accept the chaos and know it’s not forever.
That’s honestly what keeps me going right now. I’m in the thick of it and everything feels so messy, but hearing it’s temporary helps a lot. I keep stressing about things like mildew too, but maybe I need to let some of that go. Thanks for the reminder that it’s okay to just do what works, even if it’s not “perfect.”