My daughter loves to be naked. I think that’s the sole reason she enjoys bath time so much – she gets to be naked for an extended period.
She used to be very still, especially when having her hair washed, which made things easy for whoever was on bath duty. The first time we ever bathed her she screamed blue murder. She was only a few days old and probably wishing the doctor had left her inside me where she was warm, comfortable and never hungry.
But as she grew in size and we grew in confidence, bath time became more enjoyable for all of us. Now she has discovered that kicking leads to splashing which is a lot of fun. She is also starting to take an interest in her bath toys. Without fail, she chooses the one toy that has soap on it and tries to eat that particular toy. I could really use a few extra sets of arms: one to hold baby, one to wash baby, and one to prevent baby from ingesting soapy water or sucking on soapy toys.
To say bath duty has become more complicated is an understatement. A wriggly, wet baby is extremely slippery. I have this perpetual fear that she’s going to wriggle herself right out of my hands and then I’m going to have to explain to Hubby exactly how I managed to drop the baby.
Angelique has just about outgrown her baby bath and one of these days she’s going to have to upgrade to the big bath. Which really just means more space for toys and more water to splash.
Bring it on.