I used to dread bathing Taylor, weird hey? I mean she’s my fourth baby so I should have this down man, and so I thought.
I mean come on I’m not a first-time mom, I’ve been through this newborn, new baby, first baths before multiple times right?
Ummm, I guess I was proved wrong. “You haven’t got it all figured out mom, I’ll show you!”
Well my lil’ miss threw me for a loop at bath time. Now my kids (i.e. the three boys) don’t particularly like having their hair washed I’ll admit, but bathing and playing in the bath, they love. Even as tiny newborns they didn’t really cry. Well, for the first bath, Caleb cried, but that was it, admittedly with his casts and everything he only had bed baths for the first seven months (see his clubbed feet story here to read why we had to do bed baths) but those first few weeks as a newborn he had regular baths. Craig was fine too and so was Joel.
The first bath Taylor cried, I thought it would get better with the next one so I was not prepared for what happened next. She cried again with the second bath, a lot and then the third and the fourth and, and, and… no matter what I did, warmed the room, different water temperatures, warmed her clean set of clothing waiting, feeding her before the bath, even swaddling her in a muslin cloth and only unwrapping her in the warm water, we tried everything. It was the only time that she did that, she never cried otherwise, she was actually a very calm, sweet and relatively quiet baby, so it was really unsettling at bath time, and I dreaded it each time. I don’t think I ever felt so anxious about bathing a baby as I did with Lil’ Miss Taylor, it went on and on, until I discovered a little trick that solved it all. A bucket.