The Evolution Of My Diaper Bag

I have two boys. They are wild and lovely and no matter how hard I try to minimize the amount of junk that they require for an entire day away from home, my diaper bag always ends up looking like I just robbed my own house.

diaperbagWhen my first child was born I had an expensive and beautiful diaper bag. It had pockets for specific things like keys, a cell phone, a bottle, diapers, wipes, and a roll-up changing pad. It didn’t matter that I had a boy; this beauty was brightly colored and decidedly very feminine.

I must have had a ridiculous amount of energy with child number one. I base this on the amount of stuff that I schlepped from my house to really anywhere. Here, let me show you what I mean.

Things I packed for child number one:

Car Seat

  1. Plush toys that tether to the car seat.
  2. $25 strap sleeves to prevent chaffing on my child.
  3. A light blanket just for the car.

Diaper Bag

  1. 12 Diapers
  2. 1 Full container of wipes
  3. Butt paste
  4. Lotion
  5. Sunscreen
  6. 2 Changes of clothes
  7. 2 Changes of back-up changes of clothes
  8. 1 Light blanket
  9. Moby Wrap
  10. A hat
  11. Extra socks
  12. Baby shoes
  13. A handful of teething toys
  14. Camera
  15. Extra camera batteries
  16. Cell phone
  17. Wallet
  18. Lip balm
  19. 2 Baby board books
  20. Medical Kit that includes Band Aids, Neosporin, Calamine Lotion, coconut oil, thermometer, tweezers, emergency phone numbers, Infant Tylenol, Children’s Benadryl, small mirror, and a an empty zip lock bag.

A Jogging Stroller

A Traveling Pack-n-Play

As you can see, I had no discernible idea what the hell I was doing. In hindsight I think I was always packing for End Times weather or a possible move to Timbuktu. I was a new mom and super nervous about every decision I was making.

Fast forward to child number two.

I no longer carry around a fancy diaper bag packed to gills with crap I’ll never use. I smartened up through the hormonal nine months of baby number two and got a backpack.

This is what lives in my backpack these days:


  1. 5 diapers and 1 pack of wipes
  2. 2 Changes of clothes
  3. Moby Wrap
  4. Wallet, cell phone, keys
  5. Space for crap I end up buying while out because I have two kids, one of whom has opinions on stuff like acquiring an abundance of junk.

I don’t bring the Pack-n-Play anymore. I drag out the stroller once in a while, but only when I am absolutely sure that it has a use for the day. Otherwise, the backpack has the same amount of stuff in it at all times and lives on a hook next to the front door.

Motherhood wisdom, ladies and gentleman.