Love the memories, Rose.I diapered my youngest brother in the 60’s. When I had children I also used the cloth diapers on both my daughters. I’m always amazed how some memories are just like yesterday and others are vague. It was 30+ years ago but feels like yesterday, 6 to 8 diapers a day, 50+ some diapers, a week. Some required soaking in the commode. Plastic pants, pink, blue & white safety pins. Pungent Ammonia diaper pails. Full Washer loads lots of bleach. I used a dryer and the diapers were, so white soft & fluffy. It seems I spent as much time folding them as I did changing them. Carrying extra Diapers for a day out, plastic bread bags for spoiled diapers & wash cloths. At least 2 extra change of clothing. Memories....
Nothing like learning and practicing on baby siblings before embarking upon motherhood.
I'm with you on some memories still feeling fresh and recent, with others escaping us, that is until someone mentions something close or related to, then bingo, the bells and whistles go off.
It's been 24 years for me since the days of four-corner pants in our house, but like yourself, I remember the drill like yesterday, and yes, plastic bread bags were the saving-grace when it came to outings, visits, and travel.
Speaking of plastic bread bags, the vinyl diaper bag was like our 7th child, because it went everywhere we went (LOL), and back in the day, baby bottoms were domed and/or cut more full to accommodate old-fashioned bulky cloth diapers, so we didn't have to roll up our sleeves when it came to stuffing a double-diapered butt into a pair of pyjama bottoms or tights.
As for folding, I loved folding diapers. Folding diapers was an evening affair for me, sitting in the living room folding and stacking diapers while watching TV.
Your post brought back so many warm memories for me.