Slippery When Wet

I have been waiting with anticipation for that icky little umbilical cord stump to fall off so that I could give Tabitha her first bath. Every diaper change every day I would look at it and check its icky progress. This little bit of tissue, the last bit that connected her to me physically was getting in the way of my fun!! Though it was symbolically sad when it fell off I must admit to a little party in my head.
YES!! Now I can get her in the water.
I had been warned by many people that she might not like it and might scream her bloody head off and I was prepared to deal with this onslaught. My efforts to bathe her the day it fell off were thwarted by evil minions and demons.
SO, not really. What really happened was that I wanted David to be there too for our momentous occasion and he had school that evening and by the time that he got home and we got dinner in us and our evening wound down, it was too late and we were too tired to get her into the bath. Washday had to be the next one.
As soon as I could talk David into it the next day (which really, wasn’t that hard) we got her ready for it. Grrrr and damn, I wanted to be the one to do this but then remembered that I cannot get the C-Section incision that wet so I was out of the running. Taking pictures was just going to have to be ok. David got in the tub with her and we started the water. She bawled up her face and prepared to let out a bellow, took a deep breath, I took a deep breath bracing myself for the cry....then out came a little tiny baby sigh. No crying just happy baby. SHE LOVED THE WATER. I can only assume that it must have felt like being back inside. She was lathered and washed, cooed too and played with. I wrapped her up in the softest towel we had and cuddled my little girl. Oh yeah, I had a towel for the Daddy too. They make a cute pair.