There was much discussion around Des' first bath. First, we needed to wait for the cord stump to fall off and fully heal - D was 11 days old. Then, we needed to decide if it would be a kitchen sink sort of thing or a more formal tub experience. Who knew bathing was such serious business?
It's a truth nationally (and somewhat internationally) acknowledged that when pregnant you buy silly baby things strictly because they are adorable. I fell victim to a
cutesy baby bathing pillow, something you're supposed to be able to fit anywhere, in any sink. Let's be honest, it's really just a giant plush sunflower. And yes, we could put it in the kitchen sink, but it looked so very big and Desmond looked so very small.
So? Dique went into the tub with the sunflower and the baby. I got scrub-down duty. Desi did really well, he loved the tub so much that he wet himself (Dique tells me this is a very common thing for little boys - news to me!). He only was a little fussy getting out of the tub. And who wouldn't be, when you're as cozy as this kid?
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