Since his first sponge bath at home on day five of life, Coop has detested bath time. Hated it. Despised it. Roared and screeched and shrieked. So much so that Evan and I have had to close our doors and windows in an effort to limit the screams escaping into the neighborhood. Our neighbors probably have their fingers poised over the phone, ready to call DSS on bath night, thinking that we're maiming our child. But fear not. We are only cleaning him. When we graduated to the toddler tub a couple of weeks ago, we thought that perhaps Cooper's feelings about bathing would change. Sadly, no. Spastic crying and wriggling ensue.
I'm happy to report that on Wednesday night, for the first time, Cooper calmly reposed in the supportive sling of the infant tub, let his arms and legs dangle as if he were in a hammock, and didn't utter a peep as the warm water lapped at his lower half and a wash cloth dabbed here and there. I won't go so far as to say he enjoyed it, but he certainly didn't hate it. Progress perhaps? Or just resignation? Either way, we'll take it!
PS- Many thanks to the Wicke family for the personalized blue elephant hooded towel... Cooper loves it- not only because it is adorable, but because it signals the nearing end of bath time!
I'm happy to report that on Wednesday night, for the first time, Cooper calmly reposed in the supportive sling of the infant tub, let his arms and legs dangle as if he were in a hammock, and didn't utter a peep as the warm water lapped at his lower half and a wash cloth dabbed here and there. I won't go so far as to say he enjoyed it, but he certainly didn't hate it. Progress perhaps? Or just resignation? Either way, we'll take it!
PS- Many thanks to the Wicke family for the personalized blue elephant hooded towel... Cooper loves it- not only because it is adorable, but because it signals the nearing end of bath time!
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