Filthy Child
When A~ was a baby, part of our "bedtime routine" was giving her a bath. Every night. We held fast to our routine, whether at home or away, and the security and consistency was extremely comforting for her. We could put her to bed anywhere, as long as we bathed her, read to her, nursed her, and snuggled her up with her blanket. Enter baby number two, and all routine goes out the window. A~'s bedtime routine had to be modified to include only one parent (usually Daddy) and as the months went by, bath time went from every day to every other day, and now down to twice a week. On good weeks.
Poor E--. She's never experienced nightly bathing like A~ did. Not only does she have to wait three or four days between baths that she loves so much, but she has to stink too. Seriously folks, day three rolls around and all that food smashed in her hair really gets quite pungent. Day four, forget about it. You start checking every half hour or so thinking she has a poopy diaper, even when you've just changed her. The sad part is, if I can manage to bathe her twice a week I'm patting myself on the back for a job well done. Twice a week is a STRUGGLE. Don't even get me started on the difficulties in remembering to brush A~'s teeth.
Maybe this goes along with the potty training thing... Perhaps basic toileting just isn't my strong point as a mother. It takes all of my energy to deal with the persistent "MOOOOOMMMEEEEEE!" and "MaMaMaMaMaMa!" that I hear all day long. Getting through the day without one of the three of us breaking down mentally is my goal, and if they're also fed and in clean clothes I consider myself ahead.
Who knew being a mom would be so COMPLICATED?
Poor E--. She's never experienced nightly bathing like A~ did. Not only does she have to wait three or four days between baths that she loves so much, but she has to stink too. Seriously folks, day three rolls around and all that food smashed in her hair really gets quite pungent. Day four, forget about it. You start checking every half hour or so thinking she has a poopy diaper, even when you've just changed her. The sad part is, if I can manage to bathe her twice a week I'm patting myself on the back for a job well done. Twice a week is a STRUGGLE. Don't even get me started on the difficulties in remembering to brush A~'s teeth.
Maybe this goes along with the potty training thing... Perhaps basic toileting just isn't my strong point as a mother. It takes all of my energy to deal with the persistent "MOOOOOMMMEEEEEE!" and "MaMaMaMaMaMa!" that I hear all day long. Getting through the day without one of the three of us breaking down mentally is my goal, and if they're also fed and in clean clothes I consider myself ahead.
Who knew being a mom would be so COMPLICATED?
May 19, 2005