Why Modern Parenting Feels Like a Vacation
Parents today have incredible technology at their fingertips: self-cleaning diaper pails, scented disposable diapers, color-changing strips. My mom had none of that—just a ceramic toilet, her hands, and nerves of steel.
I can still picture her elbow-deep in toilet water, swishing a diaper like a paintbrush. She didn’t flinch, didn’t blink, just handled it. And then the infamous squeeze—the squishy, tragic shlurp as she wrung the diaper dry—was a sound burned into my memory.
