Saturday, June 16, 2012

Splish Splash

I was very hesitant to give Teddy his first bath.  We’d been home from the hospital for a couple of days and it was obviously time for him to take the plunge.  His umbilical cord still hadn’t fallen off and I remember how rough Nolan’s first bath was so I was just avoiding it.  My mom finally put her foot down and said that either she was going to do it or I was.  Fine.  I’ll give him a bath.  The plan was for me to do it, mama to supervise, and TJ to take pictures.

I put a space heater in the bathroom, filled the tub, laid out a towel, two washcloths, had extra blankets ready in case he got too cold. I’d watched the video when we were in the hospital on how to give a bath so I was prepared.  I was going to do everything in my power to make sure that his first bath was awesome. 

Well, guess what?  His first bath was pretty traumatizing (at least for me anyway).  I’m ashamed to say that I abandoned my son half way through it. First half went great.  I washed and dried and he was a happy camper, but then it was time to wash his hair.  Woo wee.  He was pissed.  I panicked.  Mom took over and I flashed back to years of getting my hair French braided and the torture of her not so gentle touch.  I couldn’t handle it.  I yelled at TJ to quit taking pictures and take over and I retreated to the living room with my laughing dad.

Since then, bath time has become much less traumatic.  The umbilical cord finally fell off and he was ready for a good soaking bath.  Teddy actually loved it.  He likes the water warmer than he probably should, but hey if he’s not screaming then who cares that the $7 froggy that warns us that the water is too hot says “too hot.”  He takes after me there.  I couldn’t think of anything worse on this planet that cold water.

 We have his and her bathtubs.  I still prefer the traditional blue bath tub, but TJ loves his bath bucket.  (We saw it on the Today Show and but it’s a glorified mop bucket). He's also enjoyed the sinks of both grandmothers and the Nall lakehouse sink. Enjoy some fun bath time pics.

First bath: Off to a good start.
I actually asked the pediatrician if it was normal for his arms to be so long.  He laughed and then looked at me seriously and said, "actually they are pretty long."  Seriously, he can do a toe touch standing up...

This was the beginning of my panic.  I'm trying to balance him on that little hammock and then he started crying.
Whew...he was mad.

He looks calm here, but he was probably just taking a breath before screaming.

TJ's hippie bath bucket...aka the Tummy Tub

Some sink fun. 

And my favorite.  A video of TJ.  This is what the Hurt house look/sounds like every night around 7:00 o'clock.

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