Squeaky Clean

We are much better today. Woke up smiling. Hooray. Also, Tony's working through lunch to come home early. He is awesome. Except at 4:30am. Don't even try talking to him then.

Eliana had her very first bath in a real tub last night. I expected what ever new mom expects (a screaming, kicking, purple-faced, pissed off baby). I did not get that. She fussed for 2 second as though she was saying "This is new, I don't like new". Then she was fine. I think she was just confused most of the time. By the time we were pretty much finished I think she decided she didn't like it. That's when the yelling, screaming, purple-faced-ness started.

Eliana: WAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! (hatethissomuchgetmeoutofhere!!!)

Me: Ha! You're too late cuz we're done and that crying won't work on me! (sogladwe'redonethatwouldhavetotallyworkedonme)

And yeah, I blurred out her girly parts. But I don't want to get arrested for child porn or something. I think I watch too much TV.

Then we got her all dry and lotioned up with the clean diaper and clothes. I fed her and then Tony cuddled her and then zonk. She was OUT. Baths are my new best friends. She slept for 5 hours. I'll take it. Then she woke up, got changed, ate and slept for another 4 hours. Hooray!

And then she woke up smiling. Have I mentioned being a mommy kicks ass? It so does.