I’ve known this day was coming since the day Noah was born. I’ve been patiently waiting and telling myself how lucky I am that it hasn’t happened yet or maybe it would happen on Matt’s watch. No suck luck. Tonight, for the very first time, at 7 months, 3 weeks, my sweet little Noah pooped in the tub! Like I said, I KNEW it would happen at some point, it was just kind of surprising. I went to pick him up but he wasn’t done yet! Eek! I had to hold him, hovering over the water, wait until he was done because I wasn’t cleaning up a mess in the tub and on the bathroom floor. I also had to make sure his favorite bath toy, the red solo cup, wasn’t full of contaminated water. Ick. After that things were pretty uneventful as I drained, rinsed and refilled the tub. In fact, my evening has been downright boring in comparison AND, although it was the first time, I know it certainly won’t be the last!
So, fellow moms, do you have a crazy baby-in-the-bathtub story?
May your bath water always be clean!
Until next time!