There is something about the bathtime bit which we especially love. For some reason, we have always chosen to bath him together. It'd be more time savvy for one of us to bath him and one of us to get on with other jobs, but we like sharing this time together. It's been a time when we have all laughed together, shared in the pre-bathtime "I want to get in the bath with my socks and nappy on" tantrums, shared in washing his hair together and been given a right royal splashing by the little waterbaby himself.
This past week, we have tried to make bathtime extra special and fun for him as he has been so good with settling without his bottle. Lots of bath toys, lots of bubble beards and bubble hairdos, lots of splashing and lots of getting Mummy and Daddy well and truly soaked through. And there's always a whole lot of giggles too. I just love sitting and watching how happy he is in the bath, kicking his legs and flapping his arms, water splashing everywhere.
I can still remember his first ever bath back in the hospital. We were so nervous so a lovely neo-natal nurse helped us. It was so exciting but so nerve-wracking and I can remember it like it was yesterday. I was so nervous as I had never bathed a baby before and I'd spent a good half hour laying everything like towels and a babygro out neatly on my hospital bed. I can remember gently pouring water over him and wrapping him up in a big fluffy towel.
I can also remember his first bath at home and the way his Daddy held him so protectively in the water, nestled comfortably in the crook of his arm. He seemed so tiny, even in his blue Mothercare baby bath. Bathing him now in our normal bath, I struggle to even remember how tiny he must have been in that baby bath. He's the total opposite of a fragile baby, he's a big strong bubble-beard wearing, strong willed, shower-head wielding toddler, and more than happy to flood the bathroom at any given opportunity...
Linking up with the lovely Natalie over at Little Jam Pot Life for the Let Them Be Little link up.