the first bath. i imagined this amazing moment of washing my sweet newborn baby and her playfully splashing in the water, feeling soothed and calmed by the warmth all over her tiny baby body. instead, i'm pretty sure she thought she was being tortured. how dare i strip her down, pour perfectly warm water over her and gently clean the combination spit-up/poop smell off her. she is content with that smell thank you very much.of course, it could have been big brother dumping water over her face that initially set her off. we'll never know.
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